Each little flower that opens, each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings.
Cecil Alexander
These words come to my mind every spring. It is then that God's gift to us, a beautiful world, comes alive to all who have endured a long, hard winter providing a new lease on life, and offering a faith for wonders to come. Who cannot know God when looking in the face of a flower. A snow white daisy with a bright yellow center, or a yellow and white crocus boldly popping up even with snow on the ground. These are all God's gift to us.
All around I see rebirth. Birds of all kinds jet back and forth hunting for material to use in building a nest or searching for bugs and worms in the soft earth. Trees, once barren and dark, suddenly are filled with small birds. and fresh buds.
I am cheered as I dig in the garden. Dirt in my hands renews my spirit. As an old Irish prayer proclaims: "May the blessings of God's soft rain falling gently on your head, refresh your soul with the sweetness of little flowers newly blooming. And so may the beauty of God's world renew our faith in God's goodness.
Kathie White
Walking the Road
Kathie is an active volunteer in the church memorial garden and uses her gardening skills to keep the church grounds well landscaped. She lives in Prairie Village.
Asbury will host a Blessing of the Animal Service on Sunday, June 5 at 10:00 celebrating all of God's creatures.
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