It’s a little known fact (as are all of the Real Truths about God ) that the Dinner Table that is set in Heaven for the Thanksgiving Meal, is Decorated only with Lilies and Roses.
God says of Himself, “I am the Rose of Sharon and the Lily of the valleys. As the Lily among thorns, is My Love among the sheep of My flock.” The sheep smile and say, “As He is, so are we Lilies in this world.” He is the Vine and they are the branch. He is the Root and they are the Flower, the blossom of His Own Substance.
The word “Lily” in scripture means, “Whiteness; an ornamental Crown of a pillar resting on a Divine Foundation; to be bright and cheerful; to be full of Joy.”
“I will be the Water of Life to My sheep; they shall grow as the Lily and cast forth His own Beauty to others, planting Lily seeds in their soul. Their branches and blossoms shall spread, and His Beauty in them shall be as the olive tree, full of Healing Oil; and His Smell in them, will captivate the senses and the souls of others.”
I love the Lily of the Valley. I love His comfort, when sadness and disappointment overwhelms me. His sheep love
His Power, when they are without strength and without hope, for He is the God of all Hope. His little Lilies thrive on His Love that is given without conditions or payment, for it is Freely Given and they are freely forgiven. They blossom in the Son-shine of His Love and bathe in the showers of His Grace. They Root in the soil that is constantly turned over and over. One trial after another. Each trial coming from His Love that has predestinated every moment of their lives. Each difficult moment a necessary event, preparing the little flower for another Miracle of His Love, conforming them to the image of the Original Lily.
“And the crowns that were upon the top of the pillars were of lily work in the porch.” The fragile flower of God’s design, the weak, the poor, the sad, the depressed, the frightened, the fearful, the blind, the dumb, the lame, the sinners. . .the crowns on top of the pillar, doing Lily work. Little lambs filled with the Presence of their God, the instruments of His Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faith, Self-control, Mercy, Grace and Power. Beautiful flowers with the fragrance of Heaven.
Eternal flowers. Hand-picked by The Trinity of God. Loved for as long as God has existed. Chosen by the Father. Redeemed by the Son. Empowered by the Spirit to become the children of God. Forever one with Them. Union with the Lily of Lilies, the Son of God. . .together, a Heavenly Bouquet.
“Thanksgiving to God, Who always leads us in the triumph of Faith in Christ and through us spreads everywhere, the fragrance of the personal knowledge of Him, our Lily of the Valley, our Rose of Sharon, our all in all; for in Him we live and move and have our being.”

