Daffodils

 by Macy Johnson

“Abraham answered, ‘God himself will provide

the lamb for the burnt offering, my son.’

And the two of them went on together.”

(Genesis 22:8 NIV)

 

Friday afternoons I enjoy “Tea at 3” with my neighbor. We talk about how God has worked in our lives the past week over a cup of hot tea in my kitchen. Susan and I discuss hopes and dreams for our families as we share our hearts. I walked outside with her and she commented on the abundance of daffodils in our yard. My husband, Jeff, planted them to pop before our eyes in early spring.

 

Susan suggested I cut several flowers and bring them inside to enjoy. I arranged them in a vase on the kitchen island and planned to take them with us on our next camping trip. I like to put flowers on the picnic table at the site to make it feel homier. Jeff chuckled at my suggestion and said, “You can’t take that vase full of water and flowers with us.” I left them at home.

 

Setting up camp at a nearby state park was fun, but a little chilly. Jeff started a fire and we sat down to watch campers’ activities through the woods beyond us. Suddenly he pointed out a small patch of yellow flowers growing next to a large oak tree. A patch of tiny yellow daffodils had appeared out of nowhere. We did not notice any other flowers in the park. They were there, just for me, God’s gift to remind me that he cares about me and even my simple wishes.

 

I enjoyed a beautiful flower arrangement, and it was much better than any I could have brought from home!

 

I will trust my heavenly Father to provide for all my needs, even daffodils. I hope you will, too!