"For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts." Isaiah 55:9 KJV
This is a special kind of grace. This is how it looks now compare to the image below. Just when I thought the withered rose bush is to be hauled to the curb and had forgotten to uproot it, I learned another lesson--a harvest spurts in its due season even without toiling. I'm just happy with that thought, Today... I didn't even have to do anything. I believe that was the problem--the more desperate you are in making things happen, the wait becomes dry, stony & balding.
You'll never know what other special grace God will bestow in your life. He knows that I love flowers for so many glorious reasons so does with words that breathe hope and brings adornment to my soul. How great thou art...
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