Since January, the view out of my back (kitchen) door has been dirt.
Today, a new color caught my eye.
This whole project has been a timely, God-sent illustration. And how appropriate that the new growth day is also a new hope day in my recovery. It's tender, like this new grass, but it's also rooted in Christ. And he is a wellspring of knowledge and wisdom, and I am overflowing with thankfulness (see Col. 2:3, 6-7).
This verse from Isaiah is what came to mind this morning, as my eye caught hold of a new color...growing out of that dirt pile that has been my backyard for 8 months: