Mosaic Monday

About 15 years ago, there were fun happy daisies growing at the front of our property in the weeds/grass.  I went out to dig them up and transplant them into our new garden.  

Technically, I'm pretty sure they are a mum and not a daisy, but mums don't sound like "fun" or "happy" and they look like daisies!

As I was digging, the neighbor across the road was out and we chatted some.  I didn't know him too well, but he was very friendly and I knew he was a school teacher.

I commented that I thought it was so odd that these daisies were growing there out of the blue.

He said, oh no he had pulled a bunch from his yard and threw them over in our field and they must have seeded.  He said they grow like weeds!

He and his family moved not long after I dug up the daisies.

Well 15 years later those plants he discarded as weeds, have multiplied and have brought me so much happiness.  I had daisies in our poor soil even when other plants wouldn't do well. 

I've even shared some plants with others.

I saw through a friend on Facebook that this gentleman recently died.  The flowers have always been a reminder to me of him and now they are a reminder for me to pray for him and his family.

Interesting, that even an action as throwing something that you regard as nothing or a nuisance can bring someone else much pleasure.  

Interesting, that God can use us even when when we are completely unaware.