I went walking Sunday morning before my dad left for church. I went about 3.5 miles round trip. On the way back home, I stopped to pick this beautiful bouquet of flowers.
All of the flowers were growing together in one area. Yellow, orange, and white
, they just seemed like someone had planted them on purpose. When I got home, my dad asked whose yard I picked them out of. God's.Isn't God amazing? He is a great artist, landscaper, and florist.
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