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Field of Angels I heard folks talk about a field of flowers, on a country road; about ten miles out of town. Folks said it was a pretty drive to take, if I ever got lonely. Well, one Sunday, I was feeling very lonely. So, I started driving out of town to that country road, where the field of flowers was supposed to be. I must have driven ten miles from town before I topped a hill, started going down into a valley, and saw what must have been a thousand lights. I was sure there were no houses or businesses way out here. So, I figured the lights were coming from new construction. But, I didn't see any ground being broken, anywhere. So, I decided to stop and take a look. As I crossed the muddy field, the lights became brighter and brighter. What had I gotten myself into? A bunch of UFOs? As I placed a hand above my eyes, I squinted into the lights and saw an angel picking flowers. She looked at me and smiled. I looked at her small basket, overflowing with many different flowers. There were roses, orchids, carnations, daffodils, dandelions, sunflowers, and many wildflowers of all colors. I said, "If you had a bigger basket, you wouldn't be losing those flowers." "That's okay," she said, smiling. "Someone else will find them." "How would they know where to look?" I asked. "Oh, they'll know, all right." "What are the flowers for, anyway?" I asked. "For a bouquet," the angel replied. "Must be a big bouquet," I observed. With that, I turned and left. On the way back to my car, I noticed that I could see my footprints where I had been, as the grass was trampled. Looking back, I could not see one grass strand, out of place, where the angel stood. I got into the car and drove on down the road. After only three miles, I came upon another bunch of lights. Curiosity was getting the best of me, so I stopped again. Crossing the field, I saw more angels picking flowers. I approached an angel and said, "You sure are picking a lot of flowers. Must be one gigantic bouquet." She just smiled. "As I told the other angel, back down the road, if you had a bigger basket, you would not lose so many flowers." "We'll be back," she said. As the angel picked the flowers, I noticed that she did not look to see if any were wilting, or even if they were pretty or not. She would pick the flowers very gently, as not to tear off even one petal. She just placed each one in her basket, then picked another; not even looking at the color or what type of flower it was. "How often is that?" I asked. "Every hour of every day," she replied. Then the angel slowly rose toward the heavens. "Wait!" I hollered. "Who's the bouquet for?" The angel stopped in mid-air, as if hanging from a string. "We are picking flowers for the Master's bouquet." Then, she disappeared into the clouds. ' Stupid me,' I thought, as I slapped the top of my head. 'I should have realized that.' I slowly made my way, across the field, to my car. But before I reached it, I stopped, turned around, and looked at the field of flowers. What a beautiful sight to see! There was a rose, an orchid, a carnation, and a tulip. Those flowers stood out above all others. Many folks would like to be one of those flowers, as they would be seen before the other flowers. As I looked to the ground, I saw a wildflower sprouting up from the shoulder of the road. I would settle for being a wildflower, just knowing that I, too, would be picked for the Master's bouquet. Then, I recalled a song that I knew and heard many times at church and at funerals: Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet, Beautiful flowers that will never decay; Gathered by angels and carried away, Forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet. ?© 1999 by Robert H. Gilbert, Jr. RGBLUEBOY@aol.com http://www.geocities.com/rgblueboy/StoryPoetryPage.html |
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