While observing this piece, I was reminded that a flower blooms in perfect timing. Not by its own desire, but by the desire of life itself. Our lives work the same way. We bloom in perfect timing. Some times in little ways, some times in big ways. Nonetheless all timing is perfect, and I wouldn't want to get in the way of that. Because my imagination can only extend to the limits of which my imagination reaches. But God, oh Gods imagination holds within it limitless loving potential. Now thats the vision I want for my life. Just like this blooming bouquet of flowers knows, "It is not for you to know the times and seasons that God has fixed by his own authority." Acts 1:7
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