“We do not lose heart.
Though outwardly we are wasting away,
We are being renewed.” (2 Cor. 4:16)
That’s Paul’s blessing to the Corinthians,
And to you.
You aren’t withering on the vine,
You’re being renewed where it matters most.
The hydrangeas that adorn our house front
Grow brown and gangly
In the gray of winter.
If you didn’t know better,
You’d think they were dead.
But you mustn’t be fooled by their
The real life is inside,
In expectation of spring,
We trim the withered stalks back,
You should see them now!
Bleak pandemic hasn’t withered your soul,
Inwardly, you’re being renewed.
It’s time to blossom again.