About 15 years ago, there were fun happy daisies growing at the front of our property in the weeds/grass. I went out to dig them up and transplant them into our new garden.
Technically, I'm pretty sure they are a mum and not a daisy, but mums don't sound like "fun" or "happy" and they look like daisies!
As I was digging, the neighbor across the road was out and we chatted some. I didn't know him too well, but he was very friendly and I knew he was a school teacher.
I commented that I thought it was so odd that these daisies were growing there out of the blue.
He said, oh no he had pulled a bunch from his yard and threw them over in our field and they must have seeded. He said they grow like weeds!
He and his family moved not long after I dug up the daisies.
Well 15 years later those plants he discarded as weeds, have multiplied and have brought me so much happiness. I had daisies in our poor soil even when other plants wouldn't do well.
I've even shared some plants with others.
I saw through a friend on Facebook that this gentleman recently died. The flowers have always been a reminder to me of him and now they are a reminder for me to pray for him and his family.
Interesting, that even an action as throwing something that you regard as nothing or a nuisance can bring someone else much pleasure.
Interesting, that God can use us even when when we are completely unaware.