A sunny day. A young child. Green grass, blue sky, and a yellow flower. Proudly the child brings it to his mother, receiving accolades undeserved for such a weed.
Back in the day when Christian ska was popular, I got to know very well a song by Five Iron Frenzy called “Dandelions.” It was easy to sing to, and it had a sweet story coupled with a great illustration of our hearts toward Christ. I loved it, and I still love it.
The song begins by describing the boy in the joyous throes of childhood, picking dandelions, “filling up his arms with flowers/Right for giving any queen.” She treasures such a gift, straight from the heart of this innocent child: “She holds them to her heart/Keeping them where they'll be safe/Clasped within her very marrow/Dandelions in a vase.”
You've heard the expression that someone has a face only a mother could love. This mother “sees love where/Anyone else would see weeds”—these precious tokens of love from her own dear child! Her love for her son gives her rose-colored glasses—or maybe dandelion-colored glasses—that stay on permanently. Any gift from him is a precious thing to her.
And how much more does God have such love for us! We are at the top of his list:
Yet what do we give him? We are but imperfect mortals, unable to live up to his standard (Romans 3:23). 1 Corinthians 1:25 says that “the foolishness of God is wiser than man's wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than man's strength.” It stands to reason, then, that it's kind of like trying to figure out what to give the person who already has absolutely everything (literally!).
“Where do I fit in this puzzle/What good are these gifts?” sang Five Iron Frenzy.
Give God your dandelions
But there are two things God wants, illustrated so well by those dandelions: he wants our garbage and our love.
He wants to take on our worries, our cares, our frustrations, all the weeds in our lives that choke out the good seeds he has planted in us. He already took all that muck to the cross; we just need to recognize that he did that and we are free in him.
We also owe him our undying gratitude, love, and worship (1 Chronicles 16:25, Psalm 100:2-3, Matthew 22:37-38, Revelation 5:13). He created us, he cares for us, he loves us, he died for us—how can we not worship our Creator and Savior?
But with all our human imperfections, the trinkets, such weeds, that we dare to offer up are wonderful flowers in the eyes of our benevolent Father. Praise God that he “sees flowers in these weeds”!