Let us confess we do not really know how to be flowers in a field, for we love working and doing and singing and laughing and telling stories and listening to stories and eating and cooking and gardening and dancing and praying and so many other things that are part of this life. No, we do not really know how to be flowers in a field, but that is not why we are or what we are, no matter how easy it is for others to want us to be quiet, to stay still, to be beside the active world.We confess, sometimes we even pass such judgments on myself. Let us confess we do not really know how to be flowers in a field, but still to love this life, to dwell in it and rejoice in the gifts it gives us and the gifts we give it. Let us confess and then let us live fully, whole-heartedly, glad for the blessings of this day. Amen.