I look at you, flower, and think to myself, "God is good!"
Why did God make you, flower?
Why did He make me?
We're so different, yet so much alike.
We're original in our kind.
We are beautiful from the inside out.
We both start as tiny seeds or cells.
We grow and get more and more beautiful.
Flowers are like Christians.
Some are fake, some are real.
Some people may say they are Christians and go to church, but are they really living a God-pleasing life?
Do they even have a spiritual life?
Real Christians may not go to church, but how they act can make a difference.
They do everything to please God.
They are a blessing to others.
"They are not dead, they have everlasting life."