I took a walk. It was raining. The rain saturated the ground. The ground soaked the roots; The roots of grasses and flowers and trees. The grasses did not seem to be worried; they sprouted pale green baby shoots. The flowers were unconcerned; they sprouted buds of fuchsia, white and blue. The trees? Business as usual; they opened branches wide to accept the sunlight after the rain. Matthew 6:27-29 KJV Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature? And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. By Lisa H. Owens April 4, 2020 Published on Beneath the Surface News 4/28/2020. Published on Lockdown Journal 4/4/2020.
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