Fearless Faith

Seemingly overnight our irises are back in full force after being shredded a year ago by storms. It’s a reminder of the resilience of nature and God’s divine touch on creation. It’s not only surprising that they recovered, but that everything we planted came back. Bearded or beardless, dwarf or full blown, all are hardy inhabitants of gardens that are eagerly blooming.

We’ve tried to keep up with all the names of the current plantings but after a while, an absence of plant marker stakes doomed the process. Now, often as not, we name iris after the person or persons who gave us the plant. Someh...