Sometimes I cannot help but feel that a wildflower cropping is nothing less than one of God's courts. The flowers are glorious as they all turn their faces to the sun. Be they tiny or grand, they fill my heart with gratitude as I perceive how wonderfully each one is made.
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Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name.
Ps. 100:4
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