Daffodils

Sometimes lunch turns into errand running. Today I needed to hit the bank, pick up some supplies, get stuff for baking a cake for a bake sale, get gas, pay a few bills, mail a letter - whew! Not enough hours in the day to stay on top of it all.

I was hurry-scurrying through Wegmans when I passed a delightful display of bright yellow daffodils. I breezed past, then turned around, stepped out of the main aisle, and just stood admiring the cheerful faces and delicate petals. How beautiful their spring dress. How encouraging their life and vitality after such a long winter.

I couldn't believe they were only a dollar and change per plant! What a lift in spirits it would give my staff at the Circ Desk. OK, I set aside the hectic running and took my time selecting just the right healthy plant with a plethora of blossoms and multiple bulbs. Yes, it will grace the counter well.

How disappointing when I brought it up to the desk to see how small my little offering shrank surrounded by mammoth shelves and massive stone counters. It looked lost among the accoutrements of checking out books and whatnot. But the student behind the desk fell instantly in love with my little offering. She cradled it carefully in her arms and tucked it neatly beside her at the desk close to the monitor.

There, sheltered by the stone counter instead of dwarfed by it, the little plant breathed freely, spreading its warmth and cheer. Everyone walking past remarked on its prettiness and bright happiness. Me too. Sometimes when I am dwarfed by life's problems, I just need to find that sheltered crevasse of God's protective perspective where I can breathe and bloom.

May you find your perfect space where you can safely share your love with the world.