Who put the pretty pink flowers on that tree? And who put the pretty white flowers on that other tree? They looked like fluffy clouds and I wanted to pick just one blossom from each tree. I did, and they were even more beautiful. The pink one had yellow and shades of blue in it and the white one had yellow with little black pebbles around it. As I continued to look, I saw the blue of the sky and the green of the grass which made a gigantic beautiful bouquet, just for me! But who gave it to me?
Later, I looked again. I saw the pretty blossoms crushed and on the ground. the trees didn’t look very good, but as I looked closer I saw each branch looked pregnant with little, swollen buds where the flowers had been. But, who did that?
As I walked past, not even looking at the trees. As a car past by me I turned around and saw the trees were pretty again! The branches wore many beautiful shades of green leaves. the trees looked just like they were waiting for someone to lie under them to rest and get out of the hot rays of the sun. Again, who did that?
I was busy and didn’t go near the trees for quite some time. When I did, I was shocked! The trees were beautiful. The leaves were colored by someone who could paint much better than the best artist around. The leaves were mostly shades of yellow but had shades of brown and bronze too! But who did that?
Soon, the trees were bare again. The rusty looking leaves were on the ground. The trees were taking a long rest. But I have a feeling, the trees will again carry pink and white flowers on each branch and I know who did all those things, the pretty blossoms, the green leaves and the colored leaves of fall. Do you know? It was God. Have you thanked Him lately for all He has done for you?
What a beautiful post. Thank you.
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