This morning I saw amazed that my recently bought flowers withered. I
took the vase and placed it on a table near the light. Gradually as I
carefully watched, without seeing the process, each tiny petal lifted resurrected towards the light. I could only see the result my senses were
not tuned to detect the imperceptible miracle. This I thought was a lesson
of things that take place in our spiritual world and we, half blind, do not see the process; sometimes if we are tuned can  only perceive the result.
Anonymous  Greece

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