Dazzling thoughts dance in my mind as I turn the corner and see the bank of white azaleas. God’s gift of sight, illuminated by His light, may be sharpened to see beyond the natural world into the reality of the spiritual world where God lives. My spirit longs to live in that harmony and beauty where love is complete. Touching the fragile petals, I cannot resist breaking a twig with three blossoms to carry home with me. They are silent reminders of the transience of life and the everlasting love of God.
I Corinthians 2:9 - What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the human heart conceived, what God has prepared for those who love him.
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