The Frangipani is one beautiful flower..

My sister in law sent a pic of a flower that grew outside her apartment door in Australia. I thought it was the most beautiful thing. Considering it was winter here and summer down under, I was filled with the instant desire to be taken away to a warm place where the flowers were in bloom and their fragrance filled the air. Well, I couldn't do that so I had to just settle with the thought. In December, she had returned from her year long stay in Aussie Land, and I thought it would be nice to draw some frangipani’s (photo below) for her so she could be reminded of all that the Lord did while she was at Hillsong College.
In all its fragrant beauty, even the days of this flower are numbered. The beauty withers and dries up, no longer does its sweet scent fill the air. Sometimes we can relate to this in our lives, not about passing on but about seasons we enter in and out of. I have found myself at a time in my walk with Christ where it was so filled with wonderful color and oh so much fragrance... it is still somewhat the same, but not as it was then. It was for a season. What do we know about seasons? Well, they are cyclical, that means they come around full circle, again and again..
This is nice if your season was enjoyable. What if it was not so great? What does this mean? I have to go through that again? Possibly, maybe, perhaps...but one thing is for sure- When the Lord is with you, you CAN stand! The breath of the Lord blows on our lives carrying us and guiding us in the direction that is good. We can be assured that even though the times pass and we enter into different "seasons" that the word of the Lord STANDS FOREVER. Grass withers and the flowers fade....Press into the Lord today and hold your head up, knowing He is the same yesterday, today and forever.

The voice said, “Cry out!” And he said, “What shall I cry?”
“ All flesh is grass, And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades, because the breath of the LORD blows upon it;
Surely the people are grass. The grass withers, the flower fades,
But the word of our God stands forever.” Isaiah 40: 6-8.