Flower child.

Today, I prayed to make my work an act of worship. I have been feeling so unsatisfied with my job, a job that I have so enjoyed and have been blessed to have.  My outlook has not been one of worship- it's been one of resentment and dragging my feet. Work is hard. It's mundane. It's repetitive. All the joy that I have gleaned from my job has been directly Above.

Throughout the day, I was more aware of all the praise I should be giving God. The sky was so blue, the flowers so pink and the movement of people and nature so awe-inspiring. I picked some pink petals on my walk from class.

When I was at work, I set foot a new attitude- how can I bring God glory?
I worked diligently, spoke uplifting words to my co-workers, and God gave me patience for the kids.
Near the end of the day, we went outside. Now, there's this amazing backyard filled with a garden, flowers, and grass. Some of the kids helped me pick the ripe vegetables. Some played football in the grass. Some jumped rope. Laughter filled the air.
Once the vegetables were picked, I sat in the grass with some little girls and we made clover crowns, smiling and giggling at one another. As I was leaving today, I grabbed some flowers for my house.

Refreshed.

God gave me color. He gave me laughter. He gave me sunshine. And He gave be flowers, the most wonderful of His whole creation. Now this is what sits on my kitchen table, reminding me to be oh so thankful for the color and to lay my praises before God.