Little Trumpets of God’s Glory

Sitting in a container on my kitchen counter, yellow daffodils are coming alive. It does not seem possible to me for anyone to view them without experiencing at least some tingle of joy. Like the light of Christ bursting forth the dreary ground, they are little trumpets of color proclaiming God’s glory after a bleak and lifeless winter season.

By: Jennie

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