Thou hast shewed thy people hard things: thou hast made us to drink the wine of astonishment.
I have always been glad that the Psalmist said to God
that some things were hard.
There is no mistake about it:
there are hard things in life.
Some beautiful pink flowers were given me this summer,
as as I took them I said,
“What are they?”
And the answer came, “They are rock flowers:
they grow and bloom only on rocks
where you can see no soil.”
Then I thought of God’s flowers growing in hard places;
and I feel, somehow,
that He may have a peculiar tenderness for His “rock flowers”
that He may not have for His lilies and roses.
God knows about the hard things . . .Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie