Years ago, when I was a student pastor, one of my members really caught me off guard. One night after Bible study, she stopped me on the front steps of the church and said, “I want to give you some flowers”. I was puzzled because I did not see any flowers. Of course, she was not talking about real flowers. She was talking about telling me how she felt about me. She wanted me to know how much I had meant to her because it was not long before I was going to go to another appointment. It was all I could do to choke back the tears. Why? Because her flowers---her expression of love was genuine and from the heart. I have never forgotten the flowers that elderly widow by the name of Vernie Stokes gave me. I still treasure the flowers of her compliment even to this day, some 8 years later