Today at church, so much depended on daffodils. 

Last week, a member cut daffodils from her yard, brought them to church, and set them on the communion table.  It was such a beautiful gift.

This week, another member cut daffodils from her yard, brought them to church, and set them on the communion table.  Another beautiful gift.

Then at the end of the service, I saw two different people carrying daffodils out the door–a woman whose non-Hodgkins lymphoma has just gone into remission and another woman who was taking her bunch of flowers to her elderly mother-in-law who is no longer able to attend church.

Today’s sermon ended with this line from a novel called The Elegance of the Hedgehog:  “A camellia can change fate.”  Daffodils, too, I think.

Thanks be to God!