As I abruptly pulled over to the curb a few blocks from my home, my daughter said, "Mom, what are you stopping for??" I said, "I want to take a picture." She said, "What picture??" And I replied, "the beautiful patch of flowers." She said, "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"
I explained that while she might just see a few flowers in a bed of brown uncut grass, what I saw was beauty in a most unexpected place.
My middle-aged mind saw what she didn't see and that was -- a) I woke up that morning in my right mind (well, sort of) and b) I must find pleasure whenever and wherever I can get it. . .including a patch of lovely flowers in a bed of brown grass on my morning commute!
God's Beauty Is Everywhere.
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