The humble bee, though small and silent, teaches profound lessons to the soul that has eyes to see the handiwork of God. Day after day, she leaves her hive in search of nectar, flitting from flower to flower. Each blossom is different--some rich, some poor; some radiant, some plain. And yet, when her work is done, and the nectar has been brought back, processed, and perfected--the result is always the same: sweet, golden honey. By a special God-given instinct, bees gather not only from the ruddy rose, but also from the snow-white lily. They visit every kind of bloom, drawing nectar from all the beauties of the garden, and from this wide variety, they concoct a sweetness altogether unsurpassed. So it is with our blessed Lord Jesus Christ. He is the rare confection of all divine perfections. In Him, all excellencies compounded and commingled in divine harmony. He is the meeting of all sweetnesses, to make one perfect sweet. In Him are mercy and truth, majesty and meekness, justice and grace, glory and humility--each a full perfection, yet all blended without contradiction in the matchless Person of the Son of God. What a picture this is of the providence and grace of God in our own lives! The Lord gathers from every event--joy and sorrow, comfort and affliction, gain and loss--and by the secret working of His Spirit, produces the fruit of righteousness in His redeemed children. Even our bitter trials are made to serve His purpose. "No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace." Hebrews 12:11. Like the bee, we are not the authors of the sweetness--but vessels through which God brings it forth.