Field of Flowers

As I go along in this life I watch and wonder. I watch the people. I hear what they say. With the expressions on there face telling me everything is not okay. You have to go beyond the surface, behind the mask and see what God see's.
The other night I saw a picture with hill like mountains. In front of the hills was a fence. On one side of the fence was a beautiful field of yellow flowers and on the other side was just a bare field. The Lord spoke to my heart saying "this is you a flower in a field amongst others, the body of Christ. The other side of the fence is where you were before and where other's in the body of Christ still are." Then the Lord gave me this verse,
"But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light;" ~ 1 Peter 2:9
Later that night I walked into the kitchen and there on the window sill waiting for me was a single yellow sunflower and next to it was a yellow card. My son had drawn a flower on it and wrote happy mothers day. A beautiful picture of God's love for me.
"My beloved spoke, and said to me:
Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away.
For lo, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land." ~ Song of Solomon 2:10-12