Psalm 65:8 The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders; where morning dawns, where evening fades, you call forth songs of joy.
From the Hudson River area of New York, 2010. Little did I know when I took this picture, that my father-in-law was dying and by the time we returned home he was gone from this earthly existence. He was called for to his glorious continuation day.
We celebrated today with our first bloom on our three week old passion flower we planted in the memory of Ben Pace, Terry's Dad. He had these beautiful vines across his backyard in his love for butterflies. The caterpillars come and totally destroy the entire vine eating it away, and from those caterpillars latched onto the vines emerge beautiful butterflies.
"The "Passion" in "passion flower" refers to the passion of Jesus in Christian theology. In the 15th and 16th centuries, Spanish Christian missionaries adopted the unique physical structures of this plant, particularly the numbers of its various flower parts, as symbols of the last days of Jesus and especially his crucifixion." Read More Here