Be Grateful

As I walked along the Boulevard, I noticed lots of dandelions springing up amongst the green blades, trying to claim a space of their own. They were nourished and flourishing, and spreading offspring of tiny fluffs floating on the breeze. Owners and gardeners bane and neme- sis. Onlookers sense of beauty disturbed.

However, on the other hand, they proved that there is enough moisture for life. The green grass studded with yellow nuggets should be our impetus for gratitude.

In our past mission trips to Mexico, in Juarez life existed in a virtual desert. Not a blade of grass or yellow dandelion dressed the shacks made of cardboard located in the dumps.

If we face a severe drought, dandelions won’t flourish and grass will wither away.

But each year, we still complain about dandelions. Perhaps we should thank God for these little buggers as we dig them out and throw them in the trash.

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