Weeds.

As I was mowing my lawn this morning I came across a dandelion. Just one single dandelion. As typical as a young lady in your summer romance novel, my first thought was to pick it.... and blow. Of course upon blowing, making a wish and watching that wish fly through the sky carrying with it my desires, heavy with hopeless aspirations in hopes of coming true. Then it happened.

Why wish (send my desires flying) on a flower, a weed, that loses life as soon as it disconnects from earth, when I can instead PRAY about those desires to the King that planted them in my heart that lives forever?

Where are you placing your hope? To whom or what do you send your desires flying with? 

7 “But now, Lord, what do I look for?
    My hope is in you." Psalm 39:7

"The dandelion will grow anywhere, except where eradicated. One may find the Lord anywhere, except where people have excluded Him."