He was the prophet that prophesied when Israel fell captive to Babylon. He preached but no one listened. He was imprisoned by his own people. He wept and spoke and interceded but there was no tangible change in the hearts of man.
It looked hardly like a successful ministry by any man’s measure. But God didn’t see it that way.
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Somewhere in the midst of a grassy field is a patch of daisies starting to bloom, joining the symphony of spring flowers, small but significant. The seeds have laid dormant through winter, and these flowers of the field are now ready to face the sunshine.
Here in our world live feisty little blossoms called wildflowers. Fighting for life in areas most unlikely and unheard of., they grow where they find themselves scattered. Against all odds. Surfacing through cracks and drains and messy patches of weeds.
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