I was drawn into nestling in close to the arrangement so that I could take in every sort of sent that meandered my way from the bouquet to my nostrils. If ever I was to be reminded of God and His glory, his imagination and creativity, it would have been at this very moment.
To think up such beauty takes brilliants, to ponder each pedal and to search for just the right sent, now that is a God who is into detail, deliberate devotion to bringing beauty to every possible creation placed before his children.
Now, the truth be told, if I am created in my fathers image, and an image far beyond what I can conceive. Not to mention I am told by His truth that I have the mind of the Messiah, then I had better be prepared to create, invent and imagine beauty beyond words, smells beyond soothing that will reflect the fact that I am my fathers daughter.
It is an amazing thing to see, smell and feel God' greatness in the fragrance of a flower and see that I am made in His image.
One of HIS kids