We are burning a stump out on
the place. A fire of varying magnitude has been kept going on it for a
couple of days and nights now. This morning there was no sign of fire or
embers. Had the fire gone out?
A
few leaves thrown on the ashes told otherwise. It wasn't much but the
fire was still there to be rekindled and be about the business of burning out
the stump.
So
it seems with the rocky year we have had in the year 2020. Sometimes it
seems there is no fire left in me or others. But God has another
plan. Embers still beneath the ashes - though small right now - will
bring the fire to our lives again. Good is not through here.
Amid all the problems and conflict coming with the election and the COVID
pandemic, there are still embers put there by God, that we might fan ourselves
to flame yet again.
This
may seem too optimistic to some, but I envision a big roaring fire going
on and in our lives in the future. I see smiling, happy people, crowds,
people hugging one another fearlessly; laughing out loud, going places,
doing things, and feeling more grateful than ever for the simple privileges of
life that we practically took for granted before
May
our embers be fanned to flame to become a catalyst that makes us one in
joy.
