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Sacred Blooms: Roses

A Series from the Psalms

I welcome the sun’s kiss of warmth as I watch roses wake from their winter hibernation;
let it remind me that I am cherished for who I am.

Fun Fact: Roses are one of the most ancient flowers, dating back millions of years. The oldest living rose bush in Germany is over 1,000 years old. (facts.com)

Roses.
Colorful.
Red for love.
White for purity.
Yellow for friendship.
Pink for admiration.

Each popping out of their dark brown stems, lifting toward the light as if to say, I love you more each day.

Roses are late risers of spring. Their colors are vivid and bright. Yet some are pale and soft, like a whisper of a sweet nothing.

And then there are the thorns. Prickles, exactly — barbs that rise from the skin of each branch. These small, sharp growths stand guard over the fragile rose, protecting what is tender from what might harm it. Just as the rose is shielded by its thorns, we are watched over by God — held, guarded, and kept in ways we often never see.

I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.

—Jeremiah 31:3

The rose mirrors our souls like a romance novel. As we rise each morning, we can be like a rose— resilient, adaptable, and open to love. The love God shows us and the love we share with one another.

May your heart be filled with passion.
May you be open to love when you least expect it.
May you bloom each day in the color of your choosing.

Image Credit: “Rose” by DBduo Photography is licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0. 

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Digging Deeper with Tulips

A Series from the Psalms

I welcome the light of the morning,
which gives me the strength to rise and answer God’s call.

Tulips respond to light.
Even after they are cut, they continue to stretch, reach, and open.
There is something sacred going on.
A kind of persistence. Do you think?

Psalm 30:5 reminds us that “weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.”

Morning is not just a time of day.
It is a time when we wake.
We listen.
We hear our heartbeat.
And we turn toward hope. A hope that God is going to do something incredible. Even if we can’t see it yet.

Like a tulip waiting for the right moment to burst through the ground, we wait for God’s hand to guide us through the seasons of life.

Like tulips, we move through seasons of darkness and cold. We have nights that feel long and moments that lack clarity. But God is always working behind the scenes, like in the ground where tulips prepare to bloom.

God is shaping us. Polishing us. Preparing us.

There’s no pressure.
No expectation.
Just an invitation.

The tulip teaches us that beauty is not rushed. Growth is not hurried. And joy—true joy—arrives in its own time, carried by the faithfulness of God. A God that loves us with an everlasting love.

May you feel the warmth of God’s light.
May you grow in the ways you need to grow.
May joy rise in you like morning light and
be full of promise and hope.

Image Credit: “Assisted Growth” by FeatheredTar
is licensed under CC BY 2.0. 

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