...when the moon sits peacefully in the sky while the lilacs bow their heads as in slumber, resting in a blanket of green while the sweet smell of their flowers bends through the air, carried by a soft night breeze under the quiet shimmer of stars.
It is here that I see most clearly the delicate care God takes in His creation. He carries the earth to sleep so gently, though who would ever know at such an hour? It is here that I see God's hand reaching down to tuck in the flowers, the birds in their nests, the wind as it drifts away, and then me. He smiles at His creation, and I too feel the corners of my mouth crease upward as I come inside to rest for the night as well, safely centered in His perfect, ever-caring, everlasting arms.
Matthew 6:25-33
