Unseen
Full many a flower is born to blush
unseen,
And waste it’s sweetness on the desert
air. —Thomas Gray
There is a lesson in the flowers: they
are willing to offer themselves where there is no one to appreciate them. 
Am I willing to serve Jesus in some
obscure place? Unknown? Unheralded? Unseen? Living in quiet obedience, loving
and praying, and little more? 
Am I willing to run that risk for Jesus
sake?
David Roper
2.13.7
 
 
