Jesus sent me flowers on Tuesday.
I hope He was watching and enjoyed the flurry of activity He caused.
The FedEx man knocked on the door prompting many feet to go inspect. As he was walking away my mind was racing, “What have I ordered? Did John order something?”
Then I saw that the package boasted the contents – flowers! In January.
Some of the kids were really eager to get to the bottom of the mystery. Not Tabitha. “Maybe Jesus really did send them, right? He could do that, right?”
I don’t mind the mystery. I love secrets and surprises. Always have.
And I love my purple and pink flowers from Jesus.