The lilacs are turning brown around the edges and fading away, and all the yellow swallowtail butterflies that have been flitting happily about them for the last couple weeks have gone away, too. Bless the farmer or farmer’s wife who planted a small spindly seedling in our yard some 100 years ago! Did they ever envision how splendid it would become, this massive bank of lavender every spring that wafts its heady fragrance on the winds to our porch?
How grateful I am for their foresight! Those people are long dead and gone, but their vision of beauty continues to live on in our front yard for our benefit and enjoyment. As I savored the last remnants of perfume from my porch today, I was reminded of Someone else who envisioned and planned something beautiful long before I was born, stunningly, and very intentionally, with me in mind. Actually, as long ago as before the world began.
“God…hath saved us, and called us with an holy calling, not according to our works, but according to his own purpose and grace, which was given us in Christ Jesus before the world began.” (2 Timothy 1:9)
Not only that, but there’s more to come:
“For…eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.” (1 Corinthians 2:9)
I am so grateful!