Beauty from Afflictions

 


“The thorn is one of the most cursed, and angry, and crabbed weeds that the earth yieldeth, and yet out of it springeth the rose, one of the sweetest-smelled flowers, and most delightful to the eye, that the earth hath. Your Lord shall make joy and gladness out of your afflictions; for all His roses have a fragrant smell. Wait for the time when His own holy hand shall hold them to your nose...”

-- Samuel Rutherford

Photo credit: Cathy Wilson, who took this picture of a rose blooming in our yard.

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