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Orange blossoms draped across our tree sing a song of praise to their Creator.  Their praise is the fragrant aroma they lift up to God.  Like wisps of smoke their praise reaches the throne of our Father.  A honeybee buzzes by and draws the sweet nectar from the blossom.  The blossom and bee have joined together in their song of praise as they merely carry out God's purpose for their lives.  In my heart, I witness this miracle of  how all the earth sings praise to God. Psalm 66