So you last read that I fell in love with bees.
As time when on I continued to love bees. I would read about them - look at them - and dream about keeping them. I went to an art class and there met a woman who kept bees. We talked about bees pretty often.
My passion grew. I asked my dad if I could get bees and keep them at our house in SV. But after careful consideration the answer was no. My heart was broken.
But then, as I was working on an art project (it was an advertisement for honey no less!) I randomly prayed.
Basically I told God that I knew he cared about me. And that I knew he could send some bees my way if he wanted to do it.
Really, the prayer just sort of jumped out of me before I even thought about it. Bees? Who prays that God will send some? But I did - and thought little of it. Until...
I looked out my bedroom window the next day. In the tree right outside my bedroom window was a swarm of bees. They stayed around for the summer, over-wintered, and remained for the next year too.
While living there they never, ever stung a person. A perfect hive!
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And it made you so happy! Have they moved? -Lis
I just was checking yesterday and the bees are gone again.
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