Dandelion People
I love dandelions!
Call me crazy.
Call me lazy.
Call me a weed lover all you want --I Iove dandelions.
Call me crazy.
Call me lazy.
Call me a weed lover all you want --I Iove dandelions.
I used to hate 'em, but now I love 'em.
Why in the world would I have an affinity for such pesky plants? Because they are a splendid illustration of how we ought to live!
1. You can't keep a good dandelion down.
1. You can't keep a good dandelion down.
Try all you want, those little yellow flowers keep popping up all over the place.
Weed eaters, lawn mowers, and even poisons don't seem to phase them. They just keep coming back. Dandelion people are like that too.
When the setbacks and disappointments come, they refuse to cave into discouragement. They do not allow the circumstance to get the best of them. These folks figure out a way through the problem.
Instead of complaining about how bad the situation is, they figure out ways to make things better. Whatever comes -- they will always find a way to bounce back. You can count on it!
2. Dandelions add color to the landscape.
When the setbacks and disappointments come, they refuse to cave into discouragement. They do not allow the circumstance to get the best of them. These folks figure out a way through the problem.
Instead of complaining about how bad the situation is, they figure out ways to make things better. Whatever comes -- they will always find a way to bounce back. You can count on it!
2. Dandelions add color to the landscape.
Isn't it boring to have a lawn of only one color? Just think -- dandelions are God's tools to brighten our day.
Think of those little yellow flowers as gifts! Dandelion People color the landscape too. Their enthusiasm adds "spice" to life.
Dandelion people draw out the best in others. They bring joy wherever they go (others bring joy when they go!)
3. Dandelions don't play favorites.
Think of those little yellow flowers as gifts! Dandelion People color the landscape too. Their enthusiasm adds "spice" to life.
Dandelion people draw out the best in others. They bring joy wherever they go (others bring joy when they go!)
3. Dandelions don't play favorites.
They show up everywhere! I've seen them in gardens, sidewalk cracks, country roads, city streets, pastures, mansion lawns, and humble dwellings.
They don't seem to mind whose yard they inhabit. They're not "too good" for anybody. Dandelion people are like that too. They're not cliquish, and are willing to relate with people from all walks of life.
Will Rogers, a classic dandelion guy, said, "I never met a man I didn't like." You can find some good in everybody!
4. Dandelions are genuine.
They don't seem to mind whose yard they inhabit. They're not "too good" for anybody. Dandelion people are like that too. They're not cliquish, and are willing to relate with people from all walks of life.
Will Rogers, a classic dandelion guy, said, "I never met a man I didn't like." You can find some good in everybody!
4. Dandelions are genuine.
Just recently, my daughter, Hannah, brought me a beautiful gift -- a dandelion!
It was a gesture of genuine love on her part. Nothing plastic or fake about this. She found a pretty flower and wanted to share it with her daddy.
I wore it behind my ear for the rest of the afternoon. Every parent can relate to the little glass of dandelions which sits on the window sill in our kitchen -- a bouquet representing the sincere love of a child.
5. Dandelions rise above it.
It was a gesture of genuine love on her part. Nothing plastic or fake about this. She found a pretty flower and wanted to share it with her daddy.
I wore it behind my ear for the rest of the afternoon. Every parent can relate to the little glass of dandelions which sits on the window sill in our kitchen -- a bouquet representing the sincere love of a child.
5. Dandelions rise above it.
Perhaps the thing I like most about dandelions is how they keep reaching new heights!
They know how to rise above the situation. Regardless of how tall the grass is -- the dandelions grow taller! You can pound them, cut them, and even steam roll them, but they keep popping back up.
Dandelion people rise above it as well. Their positive "can-do" spirit empowers them to move beyond any obstacle. Attitude, indeed, makes a terrific difference. Your attitude determines your outlook on life.
In once sense, dandelions are better than roses. I shared this thought with my friend Pastor Ben Drown, and he responded with an impromptu poem:
"Roses bloom, then fade away. Dandelions come back every day."
They know how to rise above the situation. Regardless of how tall the grass is -- the dandelions grow taller! You can pound them, cut them, and even steam roll them, but they keep popping back up.
Dandelion people rise above it as well. Their positive "can-do" spirit empowers them to move beyond any obstacle. Attitude, indeed, makes a terrific difference. Your attitude determines your outlook on life.
In once sense, dandelions are better than roses. I shared this thought with my friend Pastor Ben Drown, and he responded with an impromptu poem:
"Roses bloom, then fade away. Dandelions come back every day."
Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteI was once a dandelion!
Our church was full of dandelion people. They could reach heights unknown for the Lord.
Unfortunately the pastor and board sprayed them with "round-up".
They as the controlling group decided only a few special roses in their eyes were worthy.
-BIG SMILE-
I know what you mean, Mark. Jaguar brought Linda a bouquet of dandelions after her recent surgery. It was her most precious gift.
Sam Wilson
Thanks Mark. I needed that tonight. Steve
ReplyDeleteI agree totally!! For me, a bouquet of dandelions from someone I love is of much more value than any piece of fine jewelry.
ReplyDeleteDandelions are God's flowers. It is man that deemed them weeds.
ReplyDeleteI too was a dandelion brightening the postage stamp size lawn of my lifetime Wesleyan church until the controlling few roses decided I was an unwanted weed. And churches like this wonder why their congregations are dwindling.
ReplyDeleteI am now spreading my seeds in the many lawns of God's massive universe.
I TOTALLY AGREE! I would rather be surrounded by true dandelion friends than have a superficial rose friend who thinks he is more perfect in God's eye than I am.
ReplyDeleteSam, hope the "round-up" doesn't keep you down.
I do not necessarily agree with all of you.
ReplyDeleteI am a Rose. A beautiful Rose and proud of how God made me thorns and all.
It would not be a good world if all the flowers were dandelions or roses.
What we have to remember as pastors and leaders is that all roses need pruned once in a while and we should expect it.
We need that care and correction from the laborer to keep us alive and in shape.
Much more care is demanded of a rose.
Our beauty and life can not continue without that care.
My greatest mistake as a rose was looking down on the dandelions.
Dear Rose,
ReplyDeleteThank you for the thoughtful reminder. You're absolutely right -- God's garden consists of all kinds of beautiful flowers.
Thoroughly enjoyed the dandelion post and various comments.
ReplyDeleteAs I was giving a calculus final tonight, I again realized how truly blessed I am to have such a bouquet of God's flowers from many countries/continents with various cultures/religions.
I asked God to always help me see and appreciate all my students as God's flowers. It is my obligation/responsibility to help each one bloom to its greatest beauty.
I thank and praise him everyday for this opportunity.
bles you Linda. I wish all leaders was like you. Why do most pasters and teachers pick just a few to like and help.
ReplyDeleteleaders shuold be care takers of Gods gardens.
Welcome back Linda! I was delighted to see your comment!
ReplyDeleteDitto Mark! I too am glad to see a comment from Linda again. I was in a Sunday School class with Linda. I was also amazed at how she was able to start a conversation that soon included everyone in the class. She inspired everyone to participate. We all learned so much from each other.
ReplyDeleteAmen!
ReplyDeleteDandelions are my favorite flower.
Dandelions dancing
On dormant grass, laughingly
Greet the solstice sun.
Sharol