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.

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