These little tulips have been waiting patiently to bloom.
When they finally open, they will be the first blooms
of the year in our gardens.
I first noticed them emerging from the soil weeks ago.
Then, last Sunday, after three glorious days of 70° temperatures,
the color popped.
Then came the snow,
and more snow,
then a few tiny rays of sunshine...
and now snow again.
So longing for those petals to open and to bask in the light of the warming sun.
A voice whispers in my heart:
Patience my dear child.
"Be still and know that I am God." Psalm 46
All things bloom on his timetable.
He is the keeper of the gardens.
I must remember that.