Flowers from God

A few days ago, Hubby and I were invited over to our friends' house for dinner. They served us some yummy enchiladas, we chatted for a while, and then they asked if we wanted to watch a movie. We all found a place to sit in the living room and the husband started shuffling around on the video shelves, pulling out first one DVD, and then another, until finally he selected one, looked at it for a moment, handed it to me, and said, "How 'bout this one? Happy birthday."

I'm sure my mouth dropped open in surprise when I saw the picture of Hubby and me on the cover. I had known that this friend had been working on a DVD of our wedding for us since we got married in January, but I hadn't heard that it was completed. I guess it's a good thing I'm so naive, since it makes it so easy for others to surprise me, and I like surprises (good ones, at least!). It was fun to relive our ceremony (I got to see parts of it I had never seen, since I was hidden away during the candlelighting and processional) and reception.

Another blessing that evening was the pretty flower arrangement that our friends sent home with us. They needed to get it out of their house, since it was causing one of their daughters to break out in hives. Earlier that day, I had noticed a beautiful flower arrangement on the dining room table of the family I nanny for, and thought to myself, "Oh, it would be so wonderful to have some flowers like that in our house," knowing that neither my husband nor I would spend $10-20 or more for a bouquet of flowers that would fade and wither in just a few days. It wasn't even really a prayer--it was just a passing thought--but I guess God, in His lovingkindness, heard me anyway and gave me some flowers. Thank you, Lord.