Some days, when you’re feeling a little overwhelmed by life…when your heart is breaking for dear friends who are going through unbelievable trials…when you don’t know quite how to help a sad child…when you’ve had one emotional conversation too many…when all you want to do is climb back under your covers…
Sometimes, on those days, it helps to do something a little therapeutic. For me, that can mean picking up my camera and capturing something beautiful.
It’s been a rough summer, weather-wise. Dry, dry, dry. Of course, we picked this summer to plant gardens here at our new house. At least one plant didn’t make it. Others struggled. We often wonder which perennials will actually have the wherewithal to come back next year.
But our marigolds have thrived. In fact, they’ve practically taken over. It’s as if they’re saying, “Drought? What drought? Everything is just fine.”
And on the tired days, the weary days, their hearty growth bright splash of color lift my spirits and remind me that God is good. And that He is always at work, in all things.