Indelible Hope

Oak leaves ruffling
Captured by the sound
Spring’s gentle breeze
Familiar calm abounds

Indelible hope
Nestled within
Something is stirring
Strokes of The Author’s pen

Glimpse the page
“Haven’t I commanded
Be Strong and courageous“
Neither alone nor empty handed

Moses had a staff
David had stones
The Israelites marched
Significant undertones

Ubiquitous bristling
Is heard throughout
Footsteps prevailed
Until the ordered shout

The leaves bustle together
Atop the trees
Erasing a faint memory
Of hard winters freeze

He does comfort
Our Giver of life
Springs gentle breeze
Balm for strife

Life has emerged
His promises reign
Soft like spring
Solace for pain

The tides have turned
The fight is real
Only In Christ’ Name
Is the Victory sealed

© laurette laster 2021

Oh how I missed the fragrance of privet blooms this year. The heavenly fragrance permeating the fresh spring air with the tender white pedals adorning the trees, they didn’t happen this year. The butterflies visited but without the sweet nectar couldn’t linger. Typically the spring would find privets a busy metropolis, amassing with excitement, the working of the bees and the butterflies gathering and distributing the precious pollen.

This year was difficult, desolate and sadly different. The privets were bare, unable to offer their delightful fare. No nectar or long visits from the honey bees and butterflies. Were the privets dead? I had almost given up hope. Not from the root for life was emerging with tender new shoots, but what about the branches, could they live? Would they bear fruit, fruit of the vine or would they require cutting off, only to be thrown into the fire and burned? Oh the thoughts, the uncertainty, the unanswered questions. No one had the answers I searched for or longed for.

Researching, I learned pruning would be necessary and then to watch. You know wait and see! Like faith, when we hope but haven’t seen.

We must be patient and filled with expectation as we wait. Think about the farmer who has to patiently wait for the earth’s harvest. So you also, keep your hopes high and be patient, for the presence of the Lord is drawing closer. (James 5‬‬).

Seeing this little bloom gave me hope. The excitement I felt was different. This wasn’t an emotional excitement, believing everything would continue as usual, no hallelujahs and dancing, but rather a deep understanding of rebuilding from deep within and getting back to the basics. Like the farmer waits, yes waiting for the precious fruit, the fruit of the vine.

The darkest hour is on the verge of day…

My understanding has grown much deeper, giving me new perspective concerning “indelible hope”. We cannot be moved by what we see or how we feel. Every faith person would agree but this is a hard fight. We cannot quit, Especially not now. America has suffered a hard freeze, a damaging freeze, and time like I’ve not seen in my lifetime but there is life and new growth in the branches.

America will recover. I truly believe America will bloom again. We will be covered in blooms and nourish nations with the gospel of Jesus Christ. Most importantly we will guard and protect Israel. If you search the beginning and the prosperity of the United States of America from our inception, we find Christianity as our rebar and protecting Israel our blessing from the Abrahamic Covenant (Genesis 12).

“He cares for the branches connected to Me by lifting and propping up the fruitless branches and pruning every fruitful branch to yield a greater harvest” (John‬ ‭15:2‬ ‭TPT).‬‬

And yes just as Jesus taught, those who abide in Him will bear fruit, fruit that lasts. (John 15) This is fruit that not only nourishes, but teaches allowing seeds for planting. Those who refuse Him will be destroyed, cut off and thrown into the fire.

The spring rains softened the ground, allowing me to dig up and remove the entire root ball of green briars. There is indelible hope in everything that is happening.

Sing o barren one, We will bloom again!

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me.

Blessings Laurette