May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. ~Romans 15:13
It is not unusual here in Georgia for our daffodils to sprout their green fronds around the first week in February. Even though the temperatures remain quite daunting, they bravely herald the spring that is in the offing, providing hope for those of us ensconced in the winter doldrums.
So, why do I get so excited when I discover this daffodil budding? It is a part of a row of flowers who faithfully produce green shoots, but never bloom. All show, but no go.
Well, I won't say they never produce flowers, but it's only happened once in the sixteen years Danny and I have been married. Once!
Not only are flowers forming on other stalks in this group, but the full-blown daffodil below is the very first of all the daffodils sprinkled throughout our yard to open its face to the springtime.
Just the sight of this infuses me with fresh hope, a much-needed commodity after the trials and troubles of this past year, and the beginning of this one. These daffodils defy their history of dormancy, and vibrate with new life. New beginnings. New hope.
What I once saw as dead lives again.
All show becomes a go!
And I am filled to overflowing with the hope I have in God to fill us all with His joy and peace.