A few weeks ago I grabbed a quick cell phone picture of a clump of flowers that grow along one corner of our house and posted it to facebook. They're pretty and purple and I was curious if anyone could tell me what they were. Sure enough a friend with a green thumb quickly identified them as Mexican petunias. She said they are pretty aggressive and will overtake a space if not kept in check.
We didn't know that but automatically cut them pretty far back each year.

The flowers fascinate us. For a little while we were each thinking that someone or something was coming along and pulling the blooms off everyday. Each morning we'd see the delicate deep purple blooms open and looking delightful but by the afternoon they'd be on the ground. We've thankfully learned that we don't have any garden vandals (either two legged or four legged) wreaking havoc but it's just part of the life of this plant.

Early morning we see this.


By late afternoon we have this.


And then the next morning we have this again.


Everyday for weeks now. Crazy, isn't it? I know it will do this for a season and then go dormant until next year. But I still can't help but look at it as a reminder of God's mercies being new and fresh for us each day.

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
His mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is Your faithfulness.
"The Lord is my portion," says my soul,
"therefore I will hope in Him."



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