My Tuesday Bouquet

I love getting flowers!  I love the colors, the textures, the fragrances.  But most of all I love that someone thought enough of me to bring some beauty into my life.

Behind every flower in a bouquet is a story.  Each flower was once a seed.  It could have been cultivated by a well trained horticulturalist and fed exotic plant food, or sprung up in a field and fought through weeds, rocks and thorns to gain it's beauty.  Some flowers took a few short weeks to grow, others months, and yet others, years.  Each flower grew up amongst it's brothers and sisters and basked under the same sun, fed the same food cared for by the same caretaker, but yet each had its own unique shape, size, amount of petals and leaves.  Some flourished, others wilted.  Only the strongest were chosen to be sent to a florist and used in a bouquet.  Good news and bad news.  They were the best, but they gave their lives to be the best.  They would provide beauty and enjoyment for others but they would eventually die and be returned to the earth.

Similarly my Tuesday Ladies Group is a bouquet to their Maker.  We all have our own stories, our own seasons of blossoming and wilting.  Some of us received great love in our growth, some of us had to fight for our lives to bloom.  But God has personally chosen each of us to be together and do life together.  To pray together to reach up to the same Savior and out to each other.  Like a beautiful bouquet, our time is limited.  But while here, all the ladies in my group have such compassionate, loving hearts that they are a blessing to everyone they meet.  Especially me. 

I have come to look at Tuesday nights as a gift.  A beautiful bouquet delivered right to my front door that fills my home with a vision of loveliness and an aroma of love.  I love my Tuesday bouquet!