growing in secret…

…the Dutch Iris plant, which I had lost hopes for, bloomed.

Is it not fascinating that there should be so many very different kinds of plants and animals and people, which all have such tiny origins: to think that this flower began alongside its fellows as just another ugly brown bulb. How is it that such distinct differences (how tall this is and how very different from that, most beautiful) can be encoded in the very fiber of such small beginnings?

It reminds me of this Psalm (8:1 – 4)

1 O LORD, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!
You have set your glory
above the heavens.


3 When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,

4 what is man that you are mindful of him,
the son of man that you care for him?

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