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				<description><![CDATA[&#160; A ritual that happens in churches every Sunday is that the flowers are placed on the offertory table in memory of someone.  Flowers, but a boot on the offering table? Or is it the alter table? Or do you call it the communion table?  What ever you call it, there&#8217;s a boot with flowers sitting on the [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p>A ritual that happens in churches every Sunday is that the flowers are placed on the offertory table in memory of someone.  Flowers, but a boot on the offering table? Or is it the alter table? Or do you call it the communion table?  What ever you call it, <strong>there&#8217;s a boot with flowers sitting on the &#8220;in remembrance of me&#8221; table</strong>.</p>
<p>Now, maybe someone with an artistic eye is using the boot in a neat artistic way.  After all, I&#8217;m in a church service here in the West (Colorado).  Or maybe just maybe&#8230;&#8230;&#8230; the person that we are remembering actually wore this boot.  <strong>Well, I hope they cleaned it up</strong> cause there is no telling where those boots have been!  Remember, I&#8217;m out West with all the pastures, mud, corral pens, horses, cattle, and &#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230; stuff that you need your boots to walk around in.</p>
<p>Then I catch myself&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..  What is God showing me through someone&#8217;s idea of decorating the church with these flowers?</p>
<p>Why flowers?  It&#8217;s to remember someone with this gift that in turn is used to glorify God.  I&#8217;m &#8220;catching myself&#8221;, actually now I&#8217;m &#8220;kicking myself&#8221;, for looking for dirt on these boots rather than the flowers that are brightly shining from within.</p>
<p>Ain&#8217;t this a &#8220;poke in the ribs&#8221;?  It&#8217;s enlightening me as to how you and I view other people.  Even how we view other Christians.  Might as well get personal here&#8230;&#8230;. even how we view our family and friends.  Well hey, yeehaw,  let me &#8220;stomp on your toes&#8221;, (since you&#8217;re not wearing the boot).  This is how you view yourself. <strong> You focus on the dirt and crap on your boots, and not on the flowers blooming from within.   Say it with me&#8230;&#8230; I focus on the dirt and not on the flowers!</strong></p>
<p>God put us on this Earth.  We each have a journey to travel, (some wearing Cowboy boots).  We all will get &#8220;dirty&#8221;.  You walk around in the mud and cattle pens called &#8220;SIN&#8221; and partner, you gonna have some dirty boots.  But back up on your horse here a minute.  God put us on this Earth.  He knows we are gonna get our boots dirty.  But He has planted a seed within our boots, (our heart) and one day this seed will bloom into a fresh bouquet of flowers.  Huh?  Hang in there with me. You see, <strong>His Glory</strong> will be growing, blooming, shining, for all the world to see right there inside of little ole you.  Don&#8217;t get hung up on whether it&#8217;s my glory, or God&#8217;s.  Don&#8217;t get caught up wondering if it&#8217;s my talents, or talents from God.  Everything about you is from God!!  Even those stinky boots.  I think <strong>He knows how to clean them up</strong>.</p>
<p><em>For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.  John 3:16</em></p>
<p>Yep, He found a way to clean up your boots(your life) and even plant a seed of Glory (eternal life) inside of you.  I think you and I need to focus less on every one&#8217;s dirty boots and enjoy the flowers that will be eternally blooming from within.  To God be the Glory.</p>
<p>See Ya!!  Dan Ainsworth wilderness preacher</p>
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