Sitting in my back yard with the summer sun upon my face I recall the painful memories of a year ago when my mum passed away of cancer. It was the same kind of day hot and sunny. I remember the horrible time at the hospital and all the pain and sorrow we went through as a family. As I’m thinking about this I look over at my palm tree plant (which I reckoned dead) and spot a small green leaf peeping through. “Wow it’s not dead! I can’t believe it” the plant looks dead but deep within it there is life. At once I’m reminded that that was not the end for mum, there is hope, death is not the end. After all that suffering, pain and sorrow there is hope and a new life begins in heaven.”
There is hope even in the driest desert, even in death for those who believe.
Ps 30:5 For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
Isaiah 43:19 See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.