
As I look upon a beautiful bouquet of flowers I wonder if a little flower seed is aware. Is it afraid as it begins sprout? Surrounded by darkness, does it wonder what is happening to it? It doesn’t know that it will soon be bathed in the warm sunlight. I doesn’t know that it will form blossoms that will fill the air with sweet fragrance and hearts with joy.
I too have felt the darkness many, many times. Now when this happens, there’s a part of me that wonders what might be preparing to blossom.
So true.
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