This photo is hope. There is death, decay, cold, ugly, disarray, and life pushing its way into the world. If you have followed my blessings the last months, you probably know my mum hasn’t been well. For many of those months, I was certain of her mortality. I was sure she was on the edge of her life. Today, Mum is this hyacinth bulb (that is what she says it is!!!). Yes, she is weak and fragile, but her will to survive might just break her into blooming again. Monday we see a doctor about a surgery which very well may make her feel a ton better and put her on the path her oncologist thinks she should be on.
Hebrews 11:1 “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.”