On Facebook, once in a while you’ll catch posts from friends whose husbands/boyfriends sent them flowers. I love that! Such lovely expressions of devotion…
Well, last Sunday, after the neat experience finding that Scripture card (see previous blog post), I had on my list to pick up some marigolds and begonias at the garden center.
On the way though, I stopped by the local hardware store. A clerk asked me, “Would you like some flowers?”
“Flowers are on today’s list!” I told him.
And then he showed me an almost-empty section with five little raggedy plants sitting in their plastic pots. A sign with them had “FREE!!” marked across the sale price.
“This is all we have left,” he said. “They’re not in the best shape, so we’re giving them away. Do you want them?”
I have a heart for raggedy plants (and animals!). “Sure! Thanks! What are they?” (Only one sported a flower.)
“All but one are marigolds.”
And that made me smile.
Thank you, my Love, for the flowers you gave me!
P.S. — Isn’t it something that sometimes when God gives us a gift, He wants us to nurture it until it’s strong and beautiful to behold? (Oh! And I bought the begonias at half price with coupons at the garden center.)