GOOD FRIDAY TULIP

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HOW WE NEED to keep our eyes open, patiently, to watch an unfolding – a very Good-Friday-like activity. Storm and tempest wreaked havoc one day. Some were trampled. Felled. As though unnoticed. Forgotten. Flowers. And persons. So we need to keep our eyes open, patiently.

Wind blew where it willed. I’m grateful that we noticed – enough, anyway, to bring this one into shelter and a bit of mollycoddling support for brokenness. It’s late on Good Friday now. And to think, we could so easily have missed her, even trampled on her. Good Friday’s tulip. Opening …

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