Did you ever watch a little child come up to his or her mother with a bouquet of wild flowers they had just picked? Some plants still had the roots still attached. Some had the stems broken. But to the child they were better than three dozen red roses. And to the mom they are the most beautiful flowers on the planet. Charles H. Spurgeon, in the prayer below, paints a similar picture of our offerings to God. Like the mother receiving the wild flower bouquet, nothing could be more precious to Jesus. Why not pick some for Him today?
Amazing Grace and Eternal Peace to you today,
Bruce
Blessed Jesus, thou dost receive with favor the smallest sincere token of affection!
Thou dost receive our poor forget-me-nots and lovetokens, as though they were intrinsically precious, though indeed they are but as the bunch of wild flowers which the child brings to its mother.
We will give thee the first fruits of our increase, and pay thee tithes of all, and then we will confess "of thine own have we given thee"
Charles H. Spurgeon
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