If you'll notice, of a morning the sun comes up. It's a baby. Its rays are weak. Then it comes into its teen-age, about nine or ten o'clock. Then in the noontime, the middle of the day, it's in its strength. Then it begins to fall, and finally sets again over in the west, as it dies out for the day. Could we call that the end of the sun? No. The next morning it comes back up again to bring a new day for us.
Now, what is this? It's God's expression. And the word "expression" means "to make known a feeling." It's God's expression to us to let us know His feeling for us, that death does not separate us eternally. We'll rise again, come back again.
Every time that the seed dies in the earth in the fall of the year, just like these flowers... The little seeds drop out of them when frost strikes them, and the seed goes down on to the ground. And (as strange as it may seem, yet it is the truth) God is so infinite that He doesn't overlook anything. He has a funeral procession for His flower.
After the frost strikes them, then comes the fall rains, and great big tears of drops of rain drops from the heavens, and buries that flower seed, pats upon it, and maybe it goes a inch or two beneath the earth. Then the cold winter winds begin to sweep, and the little petals are gone, and the stalk's gone, and then the bulb freezes, and dries up. And then the little seed freezes, and the pulp runs out of it. And, why, by time of spring you can't find anything left of it. But is that the end of the flower? Never. It was put here for a purpose. And when it has served its purpose well, then God, letting us know by the flower His expression to us...
Just as sure as the sun gets a little closer to the earth to bring a warmer rays, you could not hide that life nowhere. You could cover it over with a rock. Did you ever notice when you lay your concrete in the wintertime? Where is the grass the thickest in the spring? Right around the edge of the concrete. Why is it? It's that life that's beneath the rock. When the sun begins to bathe the earth, you can't hold life. It'll find its way out from under the concrete and stick its little head up to praise God, because the sun is the resurrection. The s-u-n is the resurrection of all botany life. You can't hide it as long as the sun shines.
The S-o-n seems to be many times far away. But when He begins to shine, the Son of righteousness will rise with healing in His wings. And every life, no matter where it's buried, how deep, how far in the waters, or in the sands, in the rocks, it'll rise to the glory of God; because God is expressing to us, showing us just what He's doing.
His purpose is to show us through the flowers, through the sun, through the tree, through all life, that He is the Resurrection and the Life. God resurrects His life when it serves His purpose.
And if the flower serves its purpose, and God has a resurrection for the flower, how much more for our sister who served her purpose in life? God has a resurrection for those that serves their purpose. We can find our purpose and then serve Him.

William Branham, sermon «Expressions»
https://en.branham.ru/sermons/62-0313