Kingdom Come

The Kingdom of Heaven is like a little girl who went around the neighborhood picking dandelions. She knew from her father that she couldn't pick the roses from the neighbors' bushes or the carnations and garden flowers that decorated their tended gardens. "Those are special flowers that the people who live there planted for us to look at" he told her. But she was just as happy to pick the wild dandelions that grew in every yard. She walked slowly down the sidewalk, her head bobbing from lawn to lawn, calling out, "Look, Daddy, another beautiful Dandelion flower!" She moved from one yard to the next, delighted at each discovery, and bringing home to her mother bunches of hand-picked boquets of the beautiful flowers that nobody planted, cultivated, noticed, or missed.