Bees and Endurance

An outsize, fuzzy bee buzzed round the gooseberry bush this morning, pausing at each bud. I say bud, but to our eyes, the ‘buds’ were still closed and didn’t appear to be offering any sweet nectar for this hungry bee. But perhaps it was there, as he persisted from one bud to the next. 

Psalm 118 repeats many times that we should give thanks to the Lord, because his love endures forever. This morning the word ‘endures’ popped out at me. We often think of love in sentimental, romantic ways, but God’s love is a tough love that ‘endures’ forever. It is enough to carry us through the bad times. 

When it seems like the buds of his love are shut, we should have the persistence of that bee, who perhaps sensed better than we did that there was sweetness within those green folds. There is always sweetness in the arms of Jesus, and his love endures forever. I love the strength that endurance reveals. I love the dedication. I love the will power and focus.

Give thanks to the Lord, for his love endures forever.