The Pansies’ Mission by MRS. M. E. BODWELL

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 16, 1915

The Pansies’ Mission

By MRS. M. E. BODWELL

MRS. M. E. BODWELL

A young woman lay in a hospital ward, making a slow and painful recovery from a serious illness. Hundreds of miles from home, with not a loved one near, the outlook to her seemed peculiarly dark. But one day a lady came into her room, and gave her a tiny bouquet of exquisite pansies. “These are from Mrs. Pearce,” she said, naming a woman who was an entire stranger to the girl. “They are the very last of the season, and she thought perhaps you would enjoy them.”

Tears of gratitude replaced those of discouragement in the sufferer’s eyes as she tried to express her thanks for the thoughtfulness of this unknown friend. The flowers were placed on a stand near her bed, and the visitor went away. Nearly twenty years have passed since that day, but the uplift and uplook that came through those dainty blossoms can never be forgotten, and the perfume of that kindly deed lingers yet.

You may not have even pansies to give; but do not be afraid to show kindness to those in distress and sorrow, and give what you have. It may be God’s time to speak to the sorrowing one, and he may use you and your ministry as his messenger.