The mimosa tree is one of the last to send out its leaves in the spring.
It's fair to say that every year I think, "Well, the mimosa's dead."
But then suddenly, there they are—sensitive, green leaf fronds.
Then soon, the tiny balled clusters that almost look like berries.
And when you least expect it ...
pow.
You look over your shoulder to see a tree covered with silky-pink blooms.
Do you find that pattern repeated in life? I do.
Something I'm looking forward to is delayed, so I decide it's never going to happen.
I buy into the idea that hope is dead, the blessing is removed, and I should move on.
Then ...
pow.
God does one of His best works.
Consider the story of Joseph.
were dead, swept away, maybe even a mistake.
Except they weren't—the story has its own pow.
Read more about the deeper meaning of Joseph's story here.
I'd love to hear about your mimosa tree experiences.
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I had a mimosa moment that involved a trip. When I was a teenager, I spent some time in London, UK. A few years ago, I started having dreams about London and having such a desire to go back for a visit. However, my husband wasn't interested and I lost hope of going. Then suddenly out of the blue, a crazy situation arose involving a poetry contest my daughter had entered in Ireland.Long story short, I went to London with my husband and daughter and had a wonderful, wonderful holiday. We attended church services in St. Paul's Cathedral and Westminster Abbey as well as visiting amazing museums and galleries, and strolling in Hyde and Regent's Park. I still get happy thinking about it. Thank you Lord for giving me such a special gift.
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