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I can’t wait to see that ‘open’ sign on the doors of the greenhouse.
Because I can sense that this year she will continue to serve our community in more ways than just providing flowers.
I’m watching my world, my country, my hometown, my neighbor, my family struggle with even more of the unexpected, the scary, the unknown, the constantly changing.
And the fear grips me too. I struggle to hope against hope.
But I know some things that don’t change.
The seasons keep their cycle, the sun comes up each morning, the birds fly back home from the south, seeds sprout when you give them what they need, and Easter comes again.
There is a healing power to being around the unchanging, the constant, the predictable.
Mother Nature knows who she is, she knows Who made her. And it is lovely to spend time with her! 🌳🌻
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