Sometimes it’s hard to see how God is moving in our lives. And let this orchid be a mere representation of how our lives may look. Just a couple months ago, it was thriving… bright green and with beautiful magenta flowers. That too withered away and I assumed after 3 years, this orchid has now finally reached its’ end. I struggle to understand why sometimes I cannot commit to certain things, to people, to situations… and for a time those things-people-situations, brought forth wonderful things and joy yet, they were meant only for a season. See, my Father cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit. Today, there are new branches sprouting. I welcome the new. May this year be a fresh start to new relationships, new dreams, thriving in ways we hadn’t understood before. May these branches be stronger, holding us firm and steady, filling us with greater hope. I don’t always see how God is moving, but when I feel I have lost the world, I see how he always brings forth something greater.
Her Name Means Wild 