My sweet daughter brought me some simple joy the other evening.
I could have said "those are just weeds, throw them in the trash" and thrown a daughter's smile in the trash along with the weeds. I would have also thrown away my chance for a taste of joy.
By the Grace of God, I took those beautiful weeds and put them in my precious grandmother's creamer and placed it on the windowsill. Simple, right?
At the giving of thanks for our bread that night, Sweet Butter (4) breathed pure Joy "Father God, thank You for this day, thank You for our food, and thank You for all the beautiful flowers You planted, like the Dandelions, Amen."
And my eyes swelled with simple joy.
Search for Him, He is there. And Smile. When you feel like there are just too many weeds, make a bouquet!