Don’t Go It Alone

Place yourself in God’s hands

A volunteer was sweeping up a mess on the Church’s front steps. He looked at the flowers strewn in every direction. “What a waste!” he thought. Those pretty flowers had been tossed about the Church entrance and vestibule at a wedding only an hour before. Now, it was all over, and they were headed for the trash. The man leaned on his broom handle momentarily, lost in thought. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound. One of the flowers was speaking to him:

“You call this a waste?” the flower protested. “What is life anyway, yours or mine, but a means of service? My mission was to create a sweet fragrance and a little beauty; when I have fulfilled it, my life has not been wasted. What greater privilege is there for a flower than to adorn a bride’s way to her beloved? What greater privilege than to help glorify the moment when a bride and groom…