One of my biggest pleasures each summer is the many types of flowers sprinkled around my yard. I love everything from the daisies and petunias to my beautiful and elegant rose bushes. I not only enjoy them when I spend time outside, but I frequently cut some in the morning and take them to school for my desk. One particular morning in June, I chose a small bunch of full and fragrant peony blossoms, looking forward to enjoying their beauty and scent all day long.
In the car, I noticed the gas gauge and decided to stop at the station down the street. It was as I was filling the tank that God planted the idea in my mind. While I really didn't know her, He wanted me to give the peonies I had cut to the young woman behind the cash register.
At first I hesitated, wondering what she would think of a total stranger giving her flowers. But, His whispers have never led me wrong before, so I took the flowers in with me.
