Flower

HEARTS AND FLOWERS

“He is happiest who hath power to gather wisdom from a flower.”
Mary Howitt

Flowers speak to your heart via their scent, shape, colour and feel.

You will come across many meanings of flowers on the internet, but, as with all God’s designs, they will speak their special message to you alone.

What is your special flower and why? What memories do they stir? Contact me with your flower stories; Share your own personal thoughts with us.

Have you ever thought that people remind you of a flower? Think about it! What flower is your Mum, Dad, husband, lover, and child.
Yes, now you get it! And I bet they all have a special colour.

My daughter is a pink rose, when she was born, the world suddenly became pink, I was surrounded by pink everything.
This means to me soft, unconditional love, sweet newness.

My husband is the deepest red rose, my reasons?? Ah! Some things you do not tell.

When I was about 3, my mum, admiringly, pointed out the masses of lilies of the valley growing in the neighbour’s front garden. Imagine her feelings when the wide-eyed child announced to her that the fairies had left her a surprise on the staircase. Yes I had picked the lot. Did I get told off? Not really. My mum was very touched by the innocent gesture but I was taken round to the dour Scottish woman next door and told that the fairies must not do this sort of thing again, and they never have.

A dear friend, who has since passed away, sheepishly handed me a wrapped parcel, saying she had to buy these because when she saw them they reminded her of me... I opened the tissue paper in trepidation, fearful of what her thoughts of me were and was utterly delighted to find two enormous silk sunflowers, one bright yellow and the other royal blue. One of the best compliments I have ever had. I have them on my desk and always think of her when I look at them. She was a small, white daisy; delicate, shy, but when you looked closely, oh sooo beautiful, who now grows in

God’s garden.

God looked around his garden
And saw an empty place
He then looked down upon the earth
And saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you
And lifted you to rest,
God’s garden must be beautiful
He only takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering
He knew that you were in pain
He knew that you would never
Get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough,
And the hills were hard to climb
So he closed your weary eyelids,
And whispered “peace be thine.”
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you didn’t go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.

MY FLOWER MEANINGS