Zachary, my sweetest tutoring student ever, gave me these last year right before we moved to this farm. I was thrilled to see them pop out of the ground in late February, and I have been anxiously anticipating their blooming. Now, here they are in all their glory!
Thank you, Zach, for the fresh reminder of Christ's provision. Every time I walk out my back door, I see them and think of His grace, and I think of you!
Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin;
and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Now if God so clothes the grass of the field,
which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven,
will He not much more clothe you,
O you of little faith?