I sit here seeing only ruin around me and being unable to climb out of its vastness and praying somehow His purpose in it will come to fruition. I realize I may not see His purpose but there is peace to be found in knowing He uses all things. As I did a bit of reading just now, this quote came to me:
All the flowers of tomorrow are the seeds of today.
– Anonymous –
It seems in life there are times when we, or I, are called to be the compost nourishing the seeds from which tomorrow’s flowers grow. These times can be uncomfortable and even painful, but if it blesses the Lord, it is good.
A new season is coming and the flowers will bloom!
The pieces will all come together. He will see to it.
(quilt is my work)
A seed cannot blossom unless it falls to the ground and dies.
Ah, new life! 🙂
what starts as nothing much becomes beautiful…and your quilt, fabulous! well done.