My neighbor’s wall is a cascade of morning glories. The name is so perfect for this flower. It’s color is royalty and beyond words in beauty and
From the Master’s hand a work of art. It did not make itself. It stands a silent message of worship and contentment. “Don’t worship me for I’m like you, a reflection of the One whose heart and hand and breath has inspired the sum. We all reflect in part the majesty and wisdom of our great God.