LOOK at this flower. He fashioned it; He has formed it a marvel of beauty, and painted it with His hand. From what a dull, dark seed it sprang. This contrast is but a lesson of the resurrection, and the change that awaits us. How different the deathbed from the resurrection morning. He will lavish the skill of His love upon us at that day; His own hand shall produce the glory; He Himself will change the poor bodies of humiliation. The uncomely seed shall be the fair flower for His glory and joy.