Stop and Smell the Daffodils

I am not much of a yard/plant person. Let me rephrase that. I LOVE a great yard and I LOVE beautiful plants. The problem is, I have a purple thumb. Because of this, I pretty much have given up on trying to do too much in the yard because it leads to disaster and a huge waste of money. It seems that you are supposed to water, fertilize and care for plants. I am not very good at remembering to do those things. I have good intentions every year, but it never works out how I envision everything.



So once everything died last summer, I pretty much left the yard to do what it wanted to do. Our flower beds still have some leaves in them. But a few weeks ago, I noticed that there were beautiful green leaves poking out through the mess of my yard. I knew what it was...daffodils. They come in every spring regardless of what I do to my yard. As neglectful of my yard as I have been, those daffodils come up and bloom the most gorgeous yellow flowers.



God is like that with us. Even though our lives are messes, he is faithful to us and he blesses us. Even though we are not deserving, he is faithful to bestow grace upon us. God takes the ugliness that we have and turns it to beauty.

"Give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love, and his wonderful deeds for men." Psalm 107:8