“Branches heavy with fruit hang low. Weeds like nettles grow tall, but the violet hides under its leaves, and you find it by its fragrance.” Walking by a stream one day, we noticed a delightful scent, and only then did we see the little blue flowers looking up at us from the ground. Virtue is always

modest, and modesty is a virtue in itself. A person who is recognized for their true excellence, not for boasting about themselves, is someone worth knowing.

To serve God, you must first love Him, for a grateful, loving heart is the key to obedience. We must offer the salt of gratitude with the sacrifice of service. Our faces should shine with the joy of praise. Just as soldiers march to music, so we should

walk the paths of righteousness to the tune of thanksgiving. Larks sing as they ascend, and we should praise God for His mercies as we make our way to Heaven.