Small green leaves give me such delight.
When the dead of winter finally gives way to the growth of spring.
The air is full of life as it brings sprouts and blooms from the ground.
The promise of hope after long bouts of ice and snow.
It reminds me of the beauty of new believers.
Watching as they grow in Christ little by little.
A new leaf here, another branch there.
Their joy and confidence are a steady upward shoot.
Here in the forest of the Lord we beg for cultivation.
He showers us in blessings, and grows us on tough terrain.
With his help, our great gardener we may one day be the garden of Eden we have heard so often about.