Most Sundays, in city ministry, we had a magnificent bouquet of flowers at the front of the Church. We typically took these to the sick or shut-ins afterwards -- and not seldom offered the flowers to churchgoers -- to come forward and take a few home. People loved that. One Sunday, a deaconess played a prank on me. She hid the usual bouquet, and said that I just had to see the bouquet for this morning. This is what I saw. OBSERVATION: Beautiful in its simplicity!