When I look at flowers there is something within me that sings. There are so many beautiful flowers and each has it's own beauty. I never get tired of admiring God's gift of flowers. I have never been very good at growing them. My mother had a passion for raising them. My daughter has a green thumb too. Now Avery, my granddaughter seems to have a love for them.
We are so blessed to be able to see the beauty. Do we take it for granted? I work with restoring people's vision and I am always reminded that this will give the individuals a second chance at witnessing God's tender love in the petals of the flowers.