Tuesday, May 18, 2010
The Petunia basket my mother gave me has opened its magenta blossoms and seems to be thriving in the cool, wet spring we are having in Southern Oregon. In fact, the whole front yard has turned into an "Oasis of Beauty" as I had hoped. It may not be remarkable to the casual observer, but to me, it is a testimony of God's Grace. It is the story of redemption.
When we moved here last August, there was nothing but dry fox tails and black walnut hulls littering the yard. Today new grass has replaced the fox tails and fragrant blossoms have taken root in the once barren soil. It has transformed Greenbrier Cottage from an ugly shack to a darling cottage. Even the Snowball Bush I feared had been killed by previous tenants proudly supports a hummingbird feeder under its dazzling blossoms. And this is only May, just think what June will bless me with.