Flowers

I Like flowers, pretty much as much as most any girl. I have received flowers from several key people in my life. And each memory of the the gift has a special place in my memory. However there is one that stands out above the others.

It was a hot summer day in Eastern Washington. I was going door to door offering books to anyone that would bother to listen. Most did not.
My mind was swirling on various topics but one impartiality was standing out, a theory of unending loneliness. I am a helpless romantic, in my personal musings. A whole slew of kids in our team had hooked up, which is fairly normal. And just as normal, there were several of us left out, and I was one of them.

My mind wandered to all the cute little things I had observed my friends through the years do for their love at that time. Cards, candy, whispered conversations of deepest trust, and flowers.  All little tokens of a relationship that was specially set from all the others. Each respected party had found, and chosen the other - and my little romantic side melted.

As I trudged on to the next house I started just talking to God, complaining, whining, and begging. I wasn't asking for much was I? just for someone to choose me, take time to get to know me, and love me anyway... was that so hard?  He listened patiently as I rode my roller coaster of emotions - pretty much thwarting my work at each door due to lack of complete focus.
"I just want someone who cares for me Father!! Someone who listens to my crazy ideas and dreams and yet doesn't think i'm insane but rather joins me! Oh and I want someone who will randomly give me flowers - not necessarily store bought - just because" And that was when He stopped listening, and said one sentence that changed my perspective forever.
"Look at those roses. They are my "Just because" flowers for you today"

I stopped right there in my tracks and stares. Theses roses were beautiful, red, full, and smelled like heaven. I was over joyed and started crying happy tears. I quickly appologized for all my complaining and re submitted my heart to His care (Its His job to find the right person for me, not mine).

Now then, since this experience have I every complained again? Most definitely .  I am a very forgetful person which is sad in more ways than one... I don't mean to be ungrateful. But one of the best thing about my Heavenly Father is that His patience outlasts my forgetfulness. Oh and you want to know the Best thing? - His never ending Love. <3

And so tomorrow is Single awareness day, and yes it will probably be annoying, but at least I know I will get flowers from the One who: choose me long ago, planned my life out and cares enough to help me make it, and who will love me for eternity no matter how many mistakes I make :) <3

Earth laughs in flowers. 
Ralph Waldo Emerson