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232 Years Old!
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DANDELIONS
No matter how carefully I try to pull one out, I never get
the whole thing. The root stays deep in the ground, threatening to grow and blossom
again. But despite their bad reputation, dandelions are pretty little flowers with their
yellow strands all tucked neatly into the center. And truly they are the most beautiful of
all flowers when presented clutched in a child's dirty little hand. No one gets yelled at
for picking them. Perhaps they grow only to be used and enjoyed by children.
Dandelions are ignored or attacked, never nurtured or cared for, and yet they always bloom
profusely. They demand no pampering or special attention to yield their bright blossoms;
they pop up in fields, in lawns, and between cracks in the sidewalk, even in the best
neighborhoods. Can you imagine trying to grow them in a garden? They'd sneak through
the boundaries and pop their sunny yellow faces up in the surrounding lawn. They would
never stay put.
Christians should be more like dandelions. Our sunny yellow faces should be a reminder
that simple faith has deep roots that are impossible to dislodge. Our vast number would
show the world that even though we are not fancy or pampered, we are evident everywhere,
even in the best neighborhoods. We should be as easily accessible as a dandelion. Jesus
is. We need to get out of our gardens and jump across the boundaries that keep us where
people expect to find us. We need to show our sunny yellow faces in all the spots that
need a little brightening.
Let it be written, let it be done.
Anonymous Author
Dandelions was provided by Dale Hammond, former pastor of First Baptist Church, Frederic,
Michigan. Visit their web site at:
http://www.fredericbaptist.org |
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