I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. Song of Songs 2:1
I don't have to go beyond the garden fence to see the beauty of the Lord and everywhere I look is a place of prayer because the imagery reminds me of something of God. I wonder do you find that you cast your gaze on something and immediately and from know where comes God thoughts? I stooped to smell the rich perfume of the deep red rose and immediately thought of an elderly friend and Christ's love we have shared over so many years and I give thanks. I often wonder when our heart is touched how can we pray because sometimes the 'touch' leaves us speechless, then I think of the words of a poem where it says: 'In sweetest, smiling bloom, declare your maker and your God.' and that's the prayer.
Grace, peace and hope this Advent season
Anne, servant of the Lord.
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