The other day I was walking across our yard and among the dead leaves and sticks that serve as relics of past life (and hope of future life) poking through the leaves, I saw one little lone plant standing proudly with all the leaves still on. After six weeks of overnight frosts and over a half a foot of snow, all the other plants have been overcome — given up. But this one little plant is hanging in there.
Nobody will throw it a parade. It was just by chance that I even noticed. But I love that it is still standing. When I saw it, in a strange way it gave me courage. I could easily blog today about the hope of the dormant lilac sticks poking through the winter ground, but I thought perhaps this one little plant might also give you the courage to hang in there when the “leaves are dropping” all around you.
I lift up my eyes to the hills.
From where does my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
who made heaven and earth.
~ Psalm 121:1-2