not forsaking our own assembling together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging ; and all the more as you see the day drawing near. Heb. 10:25
And five of you shall chase an hundred, and an hundred of you shall put ten thousand to flight: and your enemies shall fall before you by the sword. Lev. 26:8
|non-descript single phacelia|
By: Carol McClain @carol_mcclain
When someone mentions the Great Smoky Mountains, most people think of sweeping vistas and giant bears.
At this time of year, different sightseers hunt the wilds. Wildflowers abound in spring. This week I fell in love with the lowly phacelia which come in both purple and white.
|a purple variant|
Walking Old Sugarlands, we found a few. In this area, they were white phacelia growing in single clumps. Bending over to examine them, I discovered a beauty I could never have imagined, and of course my camera couldn't capture them either.
Tiny white, cup-shaped flowers were topped with a fringe that reminded me of a ballerina's tulle tutu.
Then we hit the Chimney's Picnic area. Here the fields were white with them, and no longer could any of my friends and I breathe because these flowers stole our breath.
Sweeping vistas of flowers carpeted the ground like snow. As a group, no one could deny the beauty each individual added to the scene.
This is us.
- No one can deny the beauty of the individual. No matter how insignificant each of us feels, how hidden in the recesses of life, we are beautiful.
- There is strength in numbers. By ourselves we may not seem strong or noticeable. As a group, no one can deny our strength.
- It's not good to be alone. It's then that we get trampled or lost in the grand views of life. Together we can change our world.