1st Sunday Devotional – Keep Seeing the Good

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Life ‘s beautiful when you learn to see the good in everything instead of seeing the flaws. ~Jr. Ronaldo How we see things is often influenced by our perspective or attitude. Someone once saw the thistle bloom and thought it lovely enough to plant in their garden. The seeds flew out and landed on new fields where it had never been …

The Wonder of Butterflies – 1st Sunday Devotional

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Happiness is a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. (Nathaniel Hawthorne) Have you ever chased a butterfly? Without a butterfly net? Usually just as you almost have it, the butterfly flits away to a new spot where it will wave its wings at you. It’s …

Some Seeds are Trouble

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Have you had fun guessing the seeds? This is the last one. I’ll be drawing for the winners this weekend. Two winners or who knows? Maybe three. And remember you don’t have to have the right guess to enter. Just say you don’t know the way Gail and Annette did on Sunday’s post. But some of you did guess my Sunday …

One More Puzzling Picture

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“Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle.” (Lewis Carroll)  So to twist the quote a bit, what in the world is it? Are you tired of mystery photos yet? I hope not. I thought I’d do one more to let you keep guessing to perhaps win that copy of the newly packaged Orchard of Hope. I think Jocie …

Butterfly Season

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  The butterfly’s attractiveness derives not only from colors and symmetry: deeper motives contribute to it. We would not think them so beautiful if they did not fly, or if they flew straight and briskly like bees, or if they stung, or above all if they did not enact the perturbing mystery of metamorphosis: the latter assumes in our eyes …