4.13.2017

The One That Made It


Last spring we bought two young dogwoods trees, a white and a pink.  
I hatched a scheme to create a garden entryway to the back part of our little Kentucky acre.
All I needed was a well-aged, blue-painted door ...
... and a pair of dogwood saplings, which we easily found at Lowes.

But as it turned out, young dogwood trees are like pretzel thins for whitetails—irresistible. 
SO the entryway dogwoods got gnoshed to bits over the winter.
But the extra one we planted close to the house—as an afterthought—made it.
Maybe deer don't care to munch so close to an outdoor grill?

SIDE NOTE:
While I was out taking these photos last night, 
helicoptering over stiff blooms as my men grilled burgers nearby, 
an unexpected hymn bubbled up and hummed past my lips.

Summer and winter ...
Pardon for sin ...
All I have needed ...
Peace that endures.

I know I'm not the only one in this crowd with an anxious heart. 
Am I?
It's hard to rejoice when life keeps piling on. 
Like a child left at the nursery desk, I 
nervously bite my lip and wonder when situations 
are going to get better. Just how long will it be until my 
Elder Brother shows up and puts everything in order?

That's when those old hymns drift back, bringing truth and comfort along for the ride. 




2 comments:

Cynthia Howerter said...

This is such a wonderful article, Susan. I can so relate. But God does show up-not a minute early or a second late -and resting in His blissful peace is worth waiting out the long winter with things that nibble at our joy.

Jenny said...

Hymns and choruses are such a blessing to us because they do bubble up just when we need them. Part of God's faithfulness to us that He puts those songs deep into our hearts.