Planting the pink petunias in Spring with Dad was one of my favorite things to do. It was always a wonderful surprise to have Mom and Dad show up at home after one of their date nights or after grocery shopping with the pink beauties. It always signified to me that I could spend some quality time with my family, but more especially, with Dad. And this time was not only time spent together, but time that brought beauty to our home and appreciation for the changing seasons and all that God has created for us.
Every year, we would re-plant the flowers. And every year they would begin small, but grow into these glorious pink bushes that would attract all of the butterflies and bees. Watching the flowers become something so beautiful and established would constantly remind me of God’s handiwork. Paraphrasing what President Eyring said, God’s creations are like little love notes. God didn’t have to create a beautiful Earth for us, but He chose to just so we could always remember His goodness and have a daily renewal of hope––hope that something about this life we are living is marvelous. God is so good, and I couldn’t be more grateful for that.
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