Spring arrives like a quiet promise kept. After months of bare branches and frozen ground, life returns almost unnoticed at first: a green shoot pushing through soil, a bud swelling on what once seemed lifeless. Flowers do not rush the moment; they emerge in their own time, responding to warmth and light that were always on the way. In this slow unveiling, faith finds one of its most faithful teachers.
Growing flowers remind us that life often works underground before it ever shows itself. Long before a blossom appears, roots are …
