St. Michael Prayer

St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our safeguard against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do, thou, O Prince of the Heavenly Host, by the Power of God, cast into hell satan and all of the evil spirits who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls. Amen.

Glory to God in the Highest!

Saturday, April 16, 2016

My Legend of the Daffodil

Yes, I'm writing my own legend of this beautiful flower.

When the world was newly created, and before God created man,
the angels flew around the earth 
praising God for the beauty they saw in His creations.
They saw the night and the day.
They saw the orbs in the sky.
They saw the animals and plants.
They saw all the colors that God gave to the earth.
They praised God and thanked Him for this gift.

God smiled because He knew His work was good.
He rested on the 7th day.
During this time,
God played on the earth with its creatures and plants.  As He did, He saw what might have been a mistake.  He saw beets, olives, and the liver  His creations would eat.  He also saw a little girl thousands of years in the future who, when told to clean her plate, dramatically fell to the floor, gagging and choking because she knew that beets, olives, and liver,
which were all on her plate,
were a mistake that God made.
God smiled at the drama queen who would be born many, many years later, but He didn't feel that these foods were a mistake.  He knew they were nutritious and that many other people would not feel the same way, so He allowed these foods to be on earth.
He also knew that this little gift from God to her parents would be sent to her room without eating most of her dinner, and, above all, not being given any desert that night.
He knew she was being disobedient, and God would deal with that when she died many, many years after her birth, but He also wanted to send her a consolation, a small sign of His love
because for many years in the future, this little girl would become a woman and honestly believe that God did not love her.
God wanted her to have a reminder of His Love, even when she didn't believe it was true.
So, on the 8th day, in the silence and in the dawn of the new day, God created one more plant.
God made that plant a bulb from which would spring life.
God knew that one day the girl, grown into an adult woman, would remember the daffodils that grew 
outside of her childhood home, and she would realize that 
God. Really. Did. Love. Her!
The angels smiled at the new plant.
Adam found this new plant in the garden and named it 
Then, that night, before she went to sleep,
the drama queen of her home heard the door open.
In crept her mother with a small sandwich.
There were no beets, olives or liver in the sandwich.
The girl was hungry, and she ate it quickly.
Her mother whispered, "Remember, God made beets, olives and liver, too."
After her mother left the room, the door opened again.
It was her grandmother with a small piece of leftover cherry pie.
The drama queen at it like there was no other pie in the world.
Her grandmother smiled and whispered,
"Look outside the window."
The child did.  She saw the flowers beginning to open.
"God made the flowers, too."
The little gift of God smiled and went to sleep.
Early, the next morning, the child's guardian angel woke her up very early.
The sun was just rising, and there was enough light to see the flowers.
Of course, the little girl did not see her guardian angel, but she heard the whispering in her dreams.
When the drama queen pushed her curtains aside, she saw a patch of gold.
The flowers had all opened up!  All of them!
She smiled and said to no one,
"God really does love me!
because she had felt so badly the night before.
Many years later, after life had been difficult,
she walked along the park with her small children.
Her head was hung low.  She thought about all that made her sad each day, and she wept.
Her young children came over and hugged her.
"Mom, can we have some olives and beets tonight?"
"No, I want some liver."
The woman smiled, then she laughed. 
She looked away for only a  minute when she heard her children call,
"Mom, look what we found!  We found gold!"
There they were, the daffodils.
Suddenly, she remembered that God loved her.
She wept for joy!
God. Loved. Her!

That is the legend of the daffodil that I made up.
Do you know other legends of the daffodil?

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