Daffodil Tea @ Home

The Salvation Army, Prestonpans Corps: Tuesday, 31 March 2020 2:00pm

Daffodil tea potToday would have been our annual Daffodil Tea. On account of the current world crisis, we find ourselves in the position of recommending that you have a lovely afternoon enjoying a daffodil tea for one! (Or two, or more, depending on the size of your household).

If you have daffodils in your garden, nip out and collect three flowers (shaking out its insect inhabitants) and pop them in a vase or tall drinking glass. Set the table with a tablecloth and your best china and find a napkin (a piece of kitchen towel could be used if napkins or serviettes are unavailable).

Make a sandwich and cut into dainty quarters; find a piece of cake or a biscuit. Pour yourself a cup of tea or coffee and enjoy listening to some lovely music of your choice.

When you have finished your tea, enjoy a good sing, read the Bible passage, enjoy the story and things to make you smile and the word challenge. If you let us know how many words you found, together with the list to verify your claim, the person with the highest number of words will be eligible for a prize!

We hope you have had a good afternoon.
Feel free to share photos of your lovely Daffodil Tea
on our Facebook page: @PrestonpansSA

 

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S.M.I.L.E

Sing to the tune: Mine eyes have seen the glory – verse only
(Sing the letters of the word ‘smile’)

It doesn’t cost you anything to S.M.I.L.E.
It doesn’t cost you anything to S.M.I.L.E.
It doesn’t cost you anything to S.M.I.L.E.
So S.M.I.L.E

It doesn’t cost you anything to S.M.I.L.E.
It doesn’t cost you anything to S.M.I.L.E.
So smile away your troubles
And they’ll vanish like a bubble
If you’ll only take the trouble
Just to S.M.I.L.E.

All things bright and beautiful

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

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Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings:

The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset, and the morning
That brightens up the sky:

The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one:

He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well:

Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-95)

 

 

The Daffodil Principle

Jaroldeen Asplund Edwards

Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, “Mother, you must come see the daffodils before they are over.” I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead.

“I will come next Tuesday, ” I promised, a little reluctantly, on her third call.

Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and so I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn’s house and hugged and greeted my grandchildren, I said, “Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see bad enough to drive another inch!”

My daughter smiled calmly and said, “We drive in this all the time, Mother.”

“Well, you won’t get me back on the road until it clears, and then I’m heading for home!” I assured her.

“I was hoping you’d take me over to the garage to pick up my car.”

“How far will we have to drive?”

“Just a few blocks,” Carolyn said. “I’ll drive. I’m used to this.”

After several minutes, I had to ask, “Where are we going? This isn’t the way to the garage!”

“We’re going to my garage the long way,” Carolyn smiled, “by way of the daffodils.”

“Carolyn,” I said sternly, “please turn around.”

“It’s all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience.”

After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand-lettered sign that said, “Daffodil Garden.”

We got out of the car and each took a child’s hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, we turned a corner of the path, and I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight. It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it down over the mountain peak and slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns-great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron, and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted as a group so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of flowers.

“But who has done this?” I asked Carolyn.

“It’s just one woman,” Carolyn answered. “She lives on the property. That’s her home.”

Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house that looked small and modest in the midst of all that glory. We walked up to the house. On the patio, we saw a poster. “Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking” was the headline.

The first answer was a simple one.”50,000 bulbs,” it read. The second answer was, “One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and very little brain.” The third answer was, “Began in 1958.”

There it was, The Daffodil Principle. For me, that moment was a life-changing experience. I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun ~ one bulb at a time ~ to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountain top. Still, just planting one bulb at a time, year after year, had changed the world. This unknown woman had forever changed the world in which she lived. She had created something of ineffable (indescribable) magnificence, beauty, and inspiration.

The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration. That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time ~ often just one baby-step at a time ~ and learning to love the doing, learning to use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world.

“It makes me sad in a way,” I admitted to Carolyn. “What might I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty years ago and had worked away at it ‘one bulb at a time’ through all those years. Just think what I might have been able to achieve!”

My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way. “Start tomorrow,” she said.

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The Smile Virus

Author Unknown

Smiling is infectious,
you catch it like the flu,
When someone smiled at me today,
I started smiling too.

I passed around the corner
and someone saw my grin
When he smiled I realized
I’d passed it on to him.

I thought about that smile
then I realized its worth,
A single smile, just like mine
could travel round the earth.

So, if you feel a smile begin,
don’t leave it undetected
Let’s start an epidemic quick,
and get the world infected!

Bible Reading – Proverbs 11:27a & 28b (TPT)

“Living your life seeking what is good for others brings untold favour…

…lovers of God rise up like flowers in the spring.”

A thought

These are difficult and challenging times, but if we keep our faith in God alive, play our part to help make things better for others by our smiles and gestures of goodwill, hope will spring eternal in our own lives and the lives of those we touch.

Speaking of Smiling:

A teacher asked a class “How do you spell chrysanthemum?”. The reply comes “Don’t worry, we don’t know how to spell it either”.

 

I was out camping when a monk tried to sell me flowers, but I said no. I like to do my bit to prevent florist friars.

 

A friend perfected his garden flower beds through a process of trowel and error.

 

Some friends were arguing about whether they should pave part of their garden or plant some flowers. One said he will sort it once and floral.

 

A friend of mine keeps insisting on skipping through flower meadows. I think he has a gamboling problem.

 

I was going to organise all my dried flowers, then I realised I had more pressing problems to deal with.

 

I saw a big cat wearing a very flamboyant hat and cape the other day. I think it was a dandy lion.

 

I was surprised to hear that there is a country where everyone drives the same colour vehicle. It’s a red car nation.

 

Apparently, it’s good to talk to your plants. I tried to teach my flowers mathematics, but they ended up with square roots.

 

If you are on Facebook, please post of photo of yourself to the “DIY Daffodil Tea” event on our page @PrestonpansSA

Word Challenge

See how many words of 3 letters or more
you can make from the following:

Daffodil Tea

   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   

 

About prophetable

My wife Elizabeth and I were commissioned as Officers (ministers) in The Salvation Army in 1997, and have served in appointments in England and Scotland. Since July 2016 I have been working in The Salvation Army's Scotland Office as combined parliamentary and ecumenical representative.
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