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.