I learned an unexpected lesson while walking in my yard admiring the beauty of spring. Our snowball bush is a profuse bloomer this year. Its huge white, ball-shaped flowers demand attention. There are so many blooms, I can’t imagine one more fitting onto the branches. This glorious shrub reminds me of God’s blessings—bountiful and perfectly selected for us. His provisions shout out His love to us when we pay attention. I wonder how many times I miss them and how many times I notice but forget to express gratitude. Heavenly Father, lift my chin to notice the numerous ways You…