Fireweed (hope)

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Fireweed grows where the charred branches still lie, and the soil still smells of smoke. The earth around it colorless and bleak, it stands as a beacon of hope, a vibrant pink and green floodlight in the midst of a bleak and scarred landscape.

The fire killed and burned the color.

But the fireweed grew and flourished in the ashes of the fire’s chaos.

 

“The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad;

the desert shall rejoice and blossom like the crocus;

it shall blossom abundantly and rejoice with joy and singing.

The glory of Lebanon shall be given to it,

the majesty of Carmel and Sharon.

They shall see the glory of the Lord,

the majesty of our God.”

Isaiah 35:1-4 (ESV)

Be patient and cling to hope; fireweed can grow in seemingly infertile ground.

Gardens can be born of suffering.

The wilderness and dry ground can sing.

 

~Emma

Avatar     Emma, born in the South and raised in Alaska, is a freshman in college, majoring in English and Bible. She loves Jesus, minimalism, organic food and anything in nature.

 

2 comments

  1. Emma, that was such an inspirational piece! I love your writing, and the gorgeous photo that enhanced your message. So glad you shared this.

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