Dandelions keep me mindful that God comes to us in the most humble of ways, but we don’t always see it because we are looking for Him in the grandeur. They remind me not to try and uproot what God has planted. When they come back and bloom after every cut, they show me that with God’s help, we can be resilient. The yellow tells me to be cheerful and have joy in the Lord. They tell me to be careful to honor those God has planted in our lives and not be disrespectful towards them as if they are weeds to be pulled. Lastly, when they rise again after a cold hard winter, they tell me that death is a part of life, but it has no victory.