Tweets - August 12th - Scared Flower

There was a flower thriving in a dry place. The flower was afraid of the drying Earth; afraid that it would whither up and be no more, so it cried out to God.

There was a friendly passerby who saw the flower; she uprooted the flower, walked down a few hills, and planted it beside an ever-flowing stream. You see then, that God is glorified through the flower, the friend, the hills, and the water.

The day came when the heat of the sun became so hellish that birds fell out of the sky. The flower said to itself, "I am ruined! For not even the birds can survive this heat!".

As the flower waited, it realized the humidity from the stream and the shade of the hills were keeping the air moist and cool - so not even a single petal was burned.

The winds came, and they became so strong that even steel beams bent under their forces. The flower said to God, "I am nothing! For even the strongest buildings cannot stand!".

As the flower waited, it realized that its stem became strong from the nutrient-rich waters, and the hills were positioned in such a way that the winds moved around the flower - so not even a single petal was lost to the winds.