At the Johannesburg hotel, breakfast was served in a restaurant that had outdoor seating on a courtyard planted with a beautiful variety of plants and flowers. It had rained on Sunday night, so Monday morning the flowers were especially beautiful.
As I admired the parts of the fern and the rose bushes that are just about to bloom, I couldn’t help but think of BRUMC. We are the rose bud, just about to open, the fern leaf taking shape, about to unfold. A blessing for the world, in the midst of miraculous development under the surface.