Floral Delivery

September 14, 2008 | 2 comments

As promised, God spoke in a still, small whisper — through the actions of two little girls delivering sunflowers to Great-Grandpa’s grave on a September afternoon. (See previous post, “God … Among the Weeds” for more details).

As for man, his days are like grass,
he flourishes like a flower of the field;
the wind blows over it and it is gone,
and its place remembers it no more.
But from everlasting to everlasting
the LORD’s love is with those who fear him,
his righteousness with their children’s children.
Psalm 103:15-17

by | September 14, 2008 | 2 comments


  1. Carey

    So wonderful…what a treasure. Sometimes it’s hard to take the time to do these “little things.” What a good Mom for going with your daughter’s suggestion and therefore being blessed by it!!

  2. Chrissy

    Wow. I remember hearing a children’s sermon about finding the beauty in the weeds in reference to all the wonderful dandelions the pastor had left in the parsonage lawn 🙂 How beautiful to have the kiddos remind us when we get into our “big kid” lives. Thanks so much for sharing this blessing with me!


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