Creative Work


Dale Fredrickson

Through winter nights,
I brave barren heart:
slowing down, finding myself in shadows,
shedding all parts within me past spent,
sitting in silence mounded by sorrows.
Frozen dirt stubborn,
I yearn for spring’s mysterious garden:
its secrets breaking through frosty harden.
Snowdrifts melting—
the gardener within me begins again.
God lives on the edges of spring’s daylight,
warming frozen dirt, breathing new life,
cultivating daring dreams, fresh insight,
building trellises where community thrives.
Dirt softened spring pushes through—
I burst with renewed joy and delight,
flourishing garden growing within heart,
fresh gripping roots of purpose for this life,
found in this hope, sowing seeds now my part.

I remain confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.
Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.
Psalm 27:13-14 (NIV)

—from devozine (January/February 2020). Copyright © 2019 by The Upper Room®. All rights reserved.

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