Sabbath Sunday: Just like the Roses

Each Sunday I share my own amateur nature(ish) picture and a thought or two about God’s love for you.

This picture exudes promise to me. In a matter of time these buds will open into vibrant, full blossom.

They steal the show not only where they are planted, but also where they are moved.

The hands that care for them are tender and concerned about their welfare.

The fragrance of a rose is desired and remembered, long after their blossom fades.

Know who else carries these beautiful qualities?

YOU.

Want proof? Read the ultimate love story not as much about the beauty between husband and wife, but about Christ’s love for you.

Where do you find it?

In the Bible. Table of Contents: Song of Solomon.

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