Blessed Jesus, you receive with favor the smallest sincere token of affection! You receive our poor forget-me-nots and lovetokens, as though they were intrinsically precious, though indeed they are but as the bunch of wild flowers which the child brings to its mother. We will give you the first fruits of our increase, and pay you tithes of all, and then we will confess "of thine own have we given thee."
(a prayer of Charles H. Spurgeon, updated slightly; photo via pixabay.com).
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