In His Likeness w/ AntTBri

The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. (‭Lamentations‬ ‭3‬:‭22-23‬ NLT)

If you would have seen this plant after the rain and wind knocked it off the stand weeks ago, or when I watered it at the wrong time and the leaves were all burnt and brown you would not believe this is the same plant today. I mean coupled by the fact I’m not into flowers (it was a gift) and was clueless about the care and up keep it’s really amazing how it bounced back and is in full bloom again. I can’t even tell you how many times I thought to chuck the whole thing but didn’t because I didn’t want to appear unappreciative, maybe it’s a character flaw but there is something in me that takes issue with giving up on possibility and being ungrateful. If it’s not thriving, growing, functioning according to its purpose my objective is to help it get there (I don’t discriminate, this is true of plants, pets, people). As believers we are to agree with the purpose of God for the living…it’s my attempt 🤗. So for weeks I’ve been watering, waiting and watching…hoping the principle of care/nurturing would work. Daring beyond the innate tendency to doubt when it doesn’t look like what God said.

During this pandemic, political climate and protesting things have really looked bleak, lean, and hopeless. Here lately it’s been challenging to live and love beyond the dismal hue of every thing. It’s been a doozie, to say the least…a challenge not to react, respond and recant previous declarations in light of what the natural eye sees. Even though we know we’re not to live or love by sight what we see in terms of this process, current progress is discouraging minimally and disheartening maximally.

Pulling into my driveway the other day, the sight of this flower brought the biggest smile to my face…the sight of it lifted my heart. I immediately thought of the faithfulness of our God. How sure, unpredictable yet predictable it is. In a we don’t know when but in His time things bloom again. Hallelujah!It was the perfect symbolic display of afresh. It’s hope that seemingly dead or dying things can spring or bounce back given enough light, water and exposure to its life source. My heart rejoices and mind recalls How God can take something that appears to be hopeless, fragile, on its last leg and cause it to thrive, bloom and grow again. Such is the case with my life, heart and a number of situations only time will divulge.

Like this planted flower, I’ve bounced back after being mishandled, nourished and nurtured improperly, unexpected storms, forces that knocked me over, sometimes out of everything given to help me grow. There have been situations, sicknesses and scenarios the natural eye would deem impossible, irreversible and a indictment against me but the faithfulness of God keeps granting me new mercies, new opportunities to experience life and love afresh. Like opportunities in the present, under current conditions to vision life and love beyond the what’s impossible with man but absolutely POSSIBLE with our God. So I speak to the things we see and feel in our humanity that causes us to fret and fear amidst this pandemic, political process and protest. I pray finality on the disheartening , discouragement and darkness engulfing our lives; for an end to mental agony and all areas of hopelessness attached to our purpose. Soul take courage, submit and surrender to the faithfulness of our God, experience his presence, promise a fresh. The purpose of God will prevail…life and love will bloom again up out of the ashes. All Hope isn’t lost, keep expecting God to show up and remain faithful to His Word. The promise of God is yes and amen. Lord we agree this isn’t to hard for you. We anticipate your timing and fulfillment…best of all we attest to your faithfulness, new mercies and love towards us…we speak the Word and are manifesting the Words reality. What shall be already is. We call it into existence…believing afresh on account of your faithfulness~AntTBri