Miracles like a flower at golden hour are so inconspicuous that we normally miss them. But every so often we see it— all its understated beauty and profound glory, and we wonder, “how?”
How long has this been there? How did I miss it? How much have I passed by, unaware? How do I walk away now? How often does Jesus delicately arrange the circumstances the shapes, the colors, a gallery masterpiece on display, two minutes only!
