I love that even in the midst of early darkness and wintry cold there are reminders of warmth and flowers. These poinsettias are known as winter roses and I think it can be such a gift to still have flowers around in seasons that don’t seem to be hospitable to them, at least if you live in the heart of the Midwest!!

A story I read about the origin of the poinsettias says a boy who didn’t have the means for a large gift gathered weeds to bring to the church altar and they changed into these beautiful red and green flowers. God can make even the simplest of things grand. Just like coming to this world as an infant, tiny and helpless, yet here to save the world.

If you see a poinsettia this week, think of the miracle of its creation and remember you are a miracle, too.