Coming back from the mall yesterday I had to stop at the light. There in the middle of the busy entrance was blooming this beautiful rose. She was not at all concerned about keeping up with the traffic. There were no indications that she longed to be planted elsewhere. She wasn’t picky about who stopped by to see her. She was God’s little lesson for a man always hurrying but never feeling like he had arrived. She was simply at peace and showed it through every sweet blossom.
Peace I leave with you, My peace I give unto you, not as the world giveth give I unto you. Do not let your heart be troubled neither let it be afraid. John 14:27