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Digging Deeper with Crocuses

A Series from the Psalms

I invite joy into my soul in the quietness of the morning,
balancing strength with kindness.
As the seasons ebb and flow, I remain steady and hopeful.

Crocuses are early risers.
They slip through dirt, past brittle leaves,
and bloom one by one.
They wake with the sun,
As if to sing a song of joyful praise
Each night, they close them tight,
in a natural rhythm that keeps them safe.

In Isaiah 35, God gives a promise to the weary: “The desert shall rejoice and blossom like the crocus.”

The desert is a strange place.
Dry.
Still.
Silent.
There, we listen.
We quiet our souls.
We reflect.
We let go.
We open ourselves to hope.

Isaiah 35 reminds us that God is our grounding. We may feel the heat of the day, the weight of responsibility, or uncertainty, but we do not stand alone.

God is calming us. Refreshing us. Opening our eyes to the joy that is all around us.

In a world of turmoil, the crocus invites us to take a step of faith. To let go of what is holding us back. So we can move ahead with confidence in the presence of the Almighty.

The crocus teaches us that we are imperfect.
Yet, we are beautiful.
Resilient.
And created to be joyful.
Even when we are in the desert.

May God bring life into barren places.
May the desert rejoice as they bloom.
May you rise, light and airy, delicate and strong, and full of grace.

Image Credit: “Crocus — Crocuses” by Gilles Gonthier is licensed under CC BY 2.0. 

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Sacred Blooms: Crocuses

A Series from the Psalms

I welcome joy and whimsy.
I will pause to appreciate the beauty of spring,
as the crocus wakes from its long winter’s nap.

Fun fact: Saffron comes from a specific species of crocus. According to softschools.com, 80,000 plants are required to produce one ounce of it. Ninety percent of the world’s saffron is cultivated in Iran.

Crocuses.
Slivers of delight
poke through hard ground,
singing, Joy to the World.
Delicate yet so sturdy.
They rise when most are still napping.

Like a fairy spreading fairy dust, they sprinkle us with hope.
Hope in new beginnings.
Hope in new perspectives.
Hope in dreaming what is and what will be —
But first, letting go of what was.

Crocuses are early risers, like daisies and tulips. Tiny miracles of promise. Promising warmer weather and longer days.

The desert shall rejoice and blossom like the crocus.

Isaiah 35:1

The crocus mirrors our souls. Like their petals that open beneath a gray sky, we rise each morning to greet the day. We rise with choices before us — to carry heaviness or to welcome light.

So the next time you see a crocus, bow your head in prayer. Ask the Lord to free you from the chains that are around you. And as you say Amen, listen for its whisper: “Be free! Be joyful! Be like me!”

Light and airy.
Delicate and strong.
Full of grace.

May you notice slivers of joy all around.
May you trust that God will sustain you when you are weary.
May you bloom gently with a quiet strength — just like the crocus.

Image Credit: “APRIL 2013 CPM Art Challenge Photo ‘Crocus’ #1304” by COLORED PENCIL magazine is licensed under CC BY 2.0.

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