I wanted to do something different in my quiet time, so I went outside this morning! It was like a treasure hunt! There is moss growing in the words in the bricks! Miniature beauty that I wouldn't have seen unless I took the time to get close. This speaks to me about seeing beauty in the small things.
The clematis's are coming alive with green life! The old gives hope of the beauty to come. This speaks to me that God makes all things new and that life has different seasons. Each season is important for the other one to come about.
This speaks to me of God's timing in my life. Only God can unfold a rose in His timing. Our human hands would wreck the beauty.