It's interesting to watch the seasons of our dogwood tree. In spring it bursts forth with blossoms too beautiful to comprehend--much less try to describe.
Some have attempted to write legends about the dogwood blossom--comparing its beauty to the one most devastatingly beautiful event in history for the Christian--the death, burial and resurrection of our Savior, Jesus.
In summer, it stands--not the most gorgeous of its seasons--but, it stands. In Arkansas, the dogwood can endure temperatures that range from 115 degrees (summer before last) to 0 degrees and slightly below in the winter.
The pictures above were taken yesterday--our dogwood in Fall--the leaves all sun kissed with warmth and color.
I want to be like this dogwood--to bend with the winds of adversity--but not break--to flower when the season is right--to stand when things get hot--to go with the flow of the seasons of my life--to bring sun kissed warmth and glory to my magnificent Savior.
And having done all--to stand!
Ephesians 6:13 |
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