Easter left-overs provided a bit for me to think about today... I love Easter eggs for their color, their beautiful outside designed to look just the way I want. In order to get into the egg and reach the nourishment, I have to crack the outside of that beautiful shell and discard it. However, once the broken shell is tossed in the garbage or set aside, there are still marks on the inside of the egg... proof of the boiling and coloring that the egg has been through.
I guess it's kind of obscure but my point is, no matter how much I might want to discard and hide what I've been through, every trial leaves a bit of "color" on my soul and that's a beautiful thing. I have to remind myself to be thankful for all that I've gone through.
"And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God had poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom He has given us."
Romans 5:3-5
3 comments:
hey sweetie,
i hope you had a warm easter. i come here everyday and praise you for your strength.
xoxo
Breanna
It is such a blessing to come and read the insights you have through this journey... and the photography is a wonderful touch, too!
Thank you so much for sharing this part of your heart with us!
I love the egg analogy. So very true.
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