No matter the darkness,
no matter the tangles of life-
His face shines down upon me
I recently snapped this photo at our local botanical garden. I made the comment on Facebook that because of it’s great beauty and subtlety, I was sure I would see this flower someday in heaven. So I looked it up to find out it’s name and the meaning in the language of flowers. Come to find out, it is commonly called Devil’s Trumpet. It’s foliage has been used for vision quests and the like and can be deadly. The only creature that is unaffected by it’s pollen is the honey bee.
So will I see this beautiful creation in heaven one day? My opinion? Yes! But no more deceit, no more toxicity- the “sting” will be gone.
“O death where is your sting?”
When the floods of life come, Jesus is the bridge that carries me across to the other side.
Thank you God for those who have been by my side and walked across that bridge with me.
“Surely He has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows….” Isaiah 53:4
A butterfly perched on a grandson’s hand. What an exquisite gift of God’s goodness, the beauty and delicacy of the butterfly upon the hand of a cherished grandson.
Psalm 23 “……my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.”