A Thousand Yesterdays





~a bud holds the promise of tomorrow
within the embrace of a thousand yesterdays~





In yesterday's post, I needed a quote.

Rather than go looking for one, I decided to write my own.

The above quote is what I wrote.


My husband didn't "get it," he said.

I'm not sure I got it.

But I knew what I wanted to say and I knew what I wanted it to mean so I wrote the first words that came to my mind to describe what that was.

In retrospect, I think I am starting to "get it."


This morning I started thinking about the Ark of the Covenant.

~and its contents~

~tablets of stone with commandments~

~some of the manna that fell from heaven~

~and Aaron's rod that budded~


Actually, it did more than bud--it blossomed--

and it did more than blossom--it bore fruit--

and it did more than bare fruit--it bore ripe fruit--



I reread the story of the budding rod

and marveled at all the meanings therein.

Maybe someday we will understand all of them--


But in the meantime--

I can't help but wonder if one reason God placed it there

was to show us that all the investments He made in us

in all our yesterdays

will determine the beauty with which we bloom tomorrow.





© all photographs and text property of Dianne Hogue unless otherwise noted
Loropetalum from our yard--
Vintage pottery belonged to my mother-in-law--





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