Story about a man looking for flowers for spring planting, at the greenhouse he came across a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms. To his surprise it was hidden in a corner and growing in an old dented rusty bucket.
When he informed the owner about the flower, she explained “I, started to plant in that old bucket until it blossomed, but it’s just for short time. Soon I’ll transplant it to my garden”.
So we may now be “planted” in bent and battered containers for a short time while our Lord beautifies our souls. But as we have borne the image of the man of dust, we shall also bear the image of the heavenly Man. Then he will display His handiwork and our loveliness for all to see.
Reflections
[Saturday, December 12, 2009
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