Yesterday was a beautiful day. No rain. Nothing but blue skies and sunshine. It could be deemed paradise in the eyes of the beholder.
Paradise is defined as a very beautiful, pleasant, peaceful place that seems to be perfect. Timeless harmony. Heaven. The Garden of Eden.
One of my fondest childhood memories entails a vacation to Acapulco, Mexico. We stayed at the Las Brisas. Every villa had its own private pool where each morning we would awake to a bowl of delicious fresh fruit awaiting us and beautiful fresh flowers floating on the pool. Hibiscus.
To me, that was paradise. To this day my favorite flower is the hibiscus. It reminds me of happy days. The warmth of sunshine. Frolicking in the cool pool water. The love of my family. The beauty of nature.
My mother has since passed. My budget no longer affords vacations. But a hibiscus plant is not out of my reach. I buy one each year and have for decades. At the first signs of summer. It takes me away to my paradise.
Yesterday I bought my hibiscus. And on my front porch it will greet you as it does me each day I come home.
Where is your paradise? Your place that seems perfect. Your place to come home to. I’ve had many paradises throughout my life. Grand Cayman is probably my favorite. But now mine only exists in my mind. And on my front porch. Until the day I meet Jesus that is. Then I shall truly be in paradise.
Let’s all long for that day. And just think of what timeless harmony we’ll get to experience together. With Jesus. Hibiscus or no hibiscus. I’ll meet you there. In paradise.
Jesus told him, I tell you the truth, today you will be with Me in Paradise. Luke 23:43
Love and laughter,