Shabbat flowers! Flopped for a nap, i look up & there are the flowers toni gave me. Dont they look nice, even from this angle?
Flowers fade and die quickly, and our lives are but a breath, but each brief life may be a container for something of God. These flowers spent who knows how long growing and then being processed and packaged and chosen and purchased and repackaged. Once received they rode with me to work and sat on my desk then back out to the car for a drive to detroit then waterford then finally fenton where they will spend the next few days on my windowsill before they are thrown away.
A meaningless existence, short, without value? no! They contain God's beauty not only in visual glory but even more in love expressed received & enjoyed. And now they also teach us a little about the value of appreciating the temporary and fragile NOW, for in THIS moment He speaks and it is with THIS breath i praise Him even as i close my eyes for a sweet sabbath-afternoon nap. C u 2mro Echo!