The other day I was walking past the neighbor's house admiring her flowers and noticed that she has a yellow iris. I have iris, but they are all purple. I have had them for four years. I used to have a yellow iris at my old house. And I wished I had a different colored iris here. I thought briefly about my alternate hands and about digging out the neighbor's iris, but she has a dog who barks, and I hardly ever just dig flowers out of front yards of houses where people are still living.
But the next day, right in the middle of my purple iris, was a peachy pink iris. That had never been there before. And the STP thinks it just never bloomed before. But I'm thinking it was a miracle.
A little gift to me from God Himself. A little reward for not digging out the neighbor's yellow iris.
2 comments:
That last line was hilarious! Thanks for the laugh and for sharing your miracle with us!
we serve a great God with a wonderful sense of humor :)
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