The Day Nothing Seemed to Happen
The garden was already awake when Miss Tillia noticed something very strange. It was too busy.
The bees were zipping past her branches in zigzags and loops and upside-down figure eights. One bee bonked into a tulip. Another bee forgot what flower it was visiting halfway through the visit.
âWeâre behind!â buzzed one bee.
âWeâre late!â buzzed another.
âWeâre not doing enough!â buzzed all the rest.
Miss Tillia watched quietly. She always watched first, before she spoke, so she would know what was actually going on.
Nearby, a little field mouse sat on the ground with his arms crossed and his whiskers drooping. âI planted a seed,â he muttered. âAnd nothing happened.â
Miss Tillia could see both the buzzing bees and the pouting mouse at the same time. âWell,â she said gently, âit sounds like everyone is in a hurry today.â
âWe have IMPORTANT WORK!â the bees shouted.
âAnd I did IMPORTANT PLANTING!â the mouse added.
Having Miss Tillia's attention feels like shade on a hot day. She let one golden leaf fall slowly⊠slowly⊠all the way down. The bees landed on it by accident. Then they stayed there on purpose.
âFlowers donât rush,â Miss Tillia said. âAnd seeds donât pop up just because theyâre being stared at.â
âBut if we stop,â buzzed a bee, ânothing will happen!â
Miss Tilliaâs leaves rustled softly. âSome of the most important things happen while youâre being still.â
The bees rested. The mouse sighed. The garden grew quiet enough to hear the dirt thinking.
The next morning, something wonderful happened. The bees worked better. They remembered where they were going. They laughed when they bumped into each other instead of shouting. And the mouse gasped. A tiny green sprout waved hello from the ground.
âIt was growing the whole time!â the mouse squeaked.
Miss Tillia nodded. âYes,â she said. âThatâs how gardens work. And hearts. And faith.â
The bees hummed more softly. The mouse smiled. And the garden smelled sweet all day long.
âMiss Tillia reminds us that Godâs lessons can grow quietly, just like gardens and hearts.â
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The garden was already awake when Miss Tillia noticed something very strange. It was too busy.
The bees were zipping past her branches in zigzags and loops and upside-down figure eights. One bee bonked into a tulip. Another bee forgot what flower it was visiting halfway through the visit.
âWeâre behind!â buzzed one bee.
âWeâre late!â buzzed another.
âWeâre not doing enough!â buzzed all the rest.
Miss Tillia watched quietly. She always watched first, before she spoke, so she would know what was actually going on.
Nearby, a little field mouse sat on the ground with his arms crossed and his whiskers drooping. âI planted a seed,â he muttered. âAnd nothing happened.â
Miss Tillia could see both the buzzing bees and the pouting mouse at the same time. âWell,â she said gently, âit sounds like everyone is in a hurry today.â
âWe have IMPORTANT WORK!â the bees shouted.
âAnd I did IMPORTANT PLANTING!â the mouse added.
Having Miss Tillia's attention feels like shade on a hot day. She let one golden leaf fall slowly⊠slowly⊠all the way down. The bees landed on it by accident. Then they stayed there on purpose.
âFlowers donât rush,â Miss Tillia said. âAnd seeds donât pop up just because theyâre being stared at.â
âBut if we stop,â buzzed a bee, ânothing will happen!â
Miss Tilliaâs leaves rustled softly. âSome of the most important things happen while youâre being still.â
The bees rested. The mouse sighed. The garden grew quiet enough to hear the dirt thinking.
The next morning, something wonderful happened. The bees worked better. They remembered where they were going. They laughed when they bumped into each other instead of shouting. And the mouse gasped. A tiny green sprout waved hello from the ground.
âIt was growing the whole time!â the mouse squeaked.
Miss Tillia nodded. âYes,â she said. âThatâs how gardens work. And hearts. And faith.â
The bees hummed more softly. The mouse smiled. And the garden smelled sweet all day long.
âMiss Tillia reminds us that Godâs lessons can grow quietly, just like gardens and hearts.â
#mysticalgardens #christianfiction #christianfantasy #christianwriter #stacyfrantz
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The garden was already awake when Miss Tillia noticed something very strange. It was too busy.
The bees were zipping past her branches in zigzags and loops and upside-down figure eights. One bee bonked into a tulip. Another bee forgot what flower it was visiting halfway through the visit.
âWeâre behind!â buzzed one bee.
âWeâre late!â buzzed another.
âWeâre not doing enough!â buzzed all the rest.
Miss Tillia watched quietly. She always watched first, before she spoke, so she would know what was actually going on.
Nearby, a little field mouse sat on the ground with his arms crossed and his whiskers drooping. âI planted a seed,â he muttered. âAnd nothing happened.â
Miss Tillia could see both the buzzing bees and the pouting mouse at the same time. âWell,â she said gently, âit sounds like everyone is in a hurry today.â
âWe have IMPORTANT WORK!â the bees shouted.
âAnd I did IMPORTANT PLANTING!â the mouse added.
Having Miss Tillia's attention feels like shade on a hot day. She let one golden leaf fall slowly⊠slowly⊠all the way down. The bees landed on it by accident. Then they stayed there on purpose.
âFlowers donât rush,â Miss Tillia said. âAnd seeds donât pop up just because theyâre being stared at.â
âBut if we stop,â buzzed a bee, ânothing will happen!â
Miss Tilliaâs leaves rustled softly. âSome of the most important things happen while youâre being still.â
The bees rested. The mouse sighed. The garden grew quiet enough to hear the dirt thinking.
The next morning, something wonderful happened. The bees worked better. They remembered where they were going. They laughed when they bumped into each other instead of shouting. And the mouse gasped. A tiny green sprout waved hello from the ground.
âIt was growing the whole time!â the mouse squeaked.
Miss Tillia nodded. âYes,â she said. âThatâs how gardens work. And hearts. And faith.â
The bees hummed more softly. The mouse smiled. And the garden smelled sweet all day long.
đ âMiss Tillia reminds us that Godâs lessons can grow quietly, just like gardens and hearts.â
#mysticalgardens #christianfiction #christianfantasy #christianwriter #stacyfrantz