بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
Y picked up a beautiful jar of local honey for me from a specialty shop that he saw while we were driving around this past weekend.
It was a tiny little shop with gorgeous white crown molding, yellow/gold detailed wallpaper with a subtle honeycomb pattern. Each cell of the pattern held a line drawing of a bee. The counter was lined with beautiful boxes that held the glass jars of honey inside.
And your Lo to the bee, “Take for yourself among the mountains, houses, and among the trees and [in] that which they construct. Then eat from all the fruits and follow the ways of your Lord laid down [for you].” There emerges from their bellies a drink, varying in colors, in which there is healing for people. Indeed in that is a sign for a people who give thought.
Is the description of Paradise, which the righteous are promised, wherein are rivers of water unaltered, rivers of milk the taste of which never changes, rivers of wine delicious to those who drink, and rivers of purified honey, in which they will have from all [kinds of] fruits and forgiveness from their Lord