When I was a little girl, my aunt had in her yard what she called a rock garden. It was in the shade under several maple trees. It fascinated me because she called it a garden. There were indeed many rocks which she had placed in an appealing pattern. There were also usually several dirt patches and a few hardy green plants. My mother pointed out that only here, in this one place in the yard, did the Lily of the Valley flowers flourish. They bloom for a short time and their delicate bell flowers emit a beautiful perfume.
Thank you, Lord God, for the beauty which you put in unexpected places. Thank you for the people in our lives who help beauty and life to grow in hard places. Help me to be someone who encourages people to bloom even in the difficult places of life. In Jesus' name, Amen.
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