Wild worlds live in the dawn of consciousness as I move from sleep to wakefulness. Some of the worlds are insightful and profound others are simply wacky! This morning though I came across something that I think is quite true.
Dream of flowers and sacrifice.
The flower has the ability to give pleasure to us. It is a collection of color explosions that can transmit to emotion like no other things we set our eyes on. We give them at particularly emotional moments of our lives (good and bad). They celebrate life. They celebrate death. Yet in all of this how do they accomplish this feat? Sacrifice. All flowers die in their season. But the ones that share a special purpose with our lives must die an early death. They must sacrifice themselves to bring pleasure to us. It is self-sacrifice that leads to greater good. I realize that flowers do not have a choice in the matter. But we do. What are you willing to sacrifice for the greater good? Can you fulfill your special purpose by dying to self?
Therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, I urge you to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God; this is your spiritual worship.
Romans 12:1 (HCSB)
Have a Blessed Day
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