The first photo is what I saw this morning. The second one is what I saw just now. It bloomed today. The iris bloomed. These irises are slower than all the others in the neighborhood and maybe others you have already seen bloom. Yet, they are budding and blooming. In their time. For whatever reason they are not in synch with all the others. As I reflected this morning, I thought about how I move in different ways and paces too. My growth is not always at the same time as others. It's okay. My thoughts in Haiku form:
Faithful. Regardless.
Listening. Following One Voice.
Audience of One. [DD, 4-26-21]
Though I may not always follow the One Voice well nor listen well, that is my heart's desire.
May we allow each other the space of grace to be and to grow and bloom as intended.
Peace,
Rev. Deb
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