It is a glorious day. The sun is shining. The air has just a hint of cold, which is great for us Southerners who have been praying for cooler weather, but didn’t really mean it! I have gone to a park that is full of different gardens, and they are spectacular. However, I know the names of very few different trees or flowers.
There are beds of pansies and tulips. The pansies like tiny little faces smiling in bright and happy color. Tulips in red and yellow, standing tall and reaching for the sun. Roses of many different styles. I do recognize roses. They bring back happy memories of my grandfather who loved to fish, and used fish heads, eggshells, and coffee grounds, to fertilize his beautiful beds of roses and tomato plants.
There are so many trees with leaves of gold, green, burgundy and orange…I recognize the Live Oak trees with roots so massive and deep. I remember climbing them as a child and hiding in their nooks, watching the world below.
Dear Lord you have placed so much beauty around us and such variety. Help us to remember that there is beauty not only in the variety of nature, but in people of all shapes and colors, all origins and domiciles.
1 Corinthians 15:41Â “The sun has one kind of splendor, the moon another; and star differs from star to star in splendor”