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Personalized Blessings

There's a purple petunia growing outside my front door. It's been blooming since early February. I didn't plant it. The green leaves appeared without my notice until the blooms were turning their faces to the morning sun. The little plant makes me smile every time I look at it. Planted by God's hand, it's putting out new growth and more flowers. It's watered regularly now, which will lengthen the blooming. It survived cold temperatures without a blemish of frost. The plant even persevered through the repainting of our house with men tramping through flower beds and digging ladders into the ground.

The petunia is just for me. A blessing from the Heavenly Father who knows how much I love flowers. Why else would it appear? He does that all the time for each of us, but we need to be looking for the little things He provides that let us know He cares for us.

The petunia the small plant on left. Irises now dwarf it.
The little plant was easy to miss and mistake for a weed at the beginning. How many times do we overlook those personalized blessings that shout His love for us? He knows us, just like the stars He calls out by name every night.

How great is the goodness
you have stored up for those who fear you.
You lavish it on those who come to you for protection,
blessing them before the watching world.

Psalm 31:19

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