And if God cares so wonderfully for flowers that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, He will certainly care for you. Why do you have so little faith? — Luke 12:28, NLT
A rose, so full from the beautiful
blossoms of life, fell over
near my feet, too heavy
to uphold her velvet ribbons
imbued with such deep fragrance.
I tried to lift her up, encourage her
to stand by shifting the weight
to the other side, hoping the stem
could regain its upright position.
But this lovely little creature
has decided to bow, and who
am I to dictate how a flower praises
the One who festooned those
incense-infused and silken blooms
that give us such good pleasure.
—C.L. Fisher, November 2020
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