Everyone has hummingbirds, bees or dragonflies flitting around flowers. My wife captured this of a tiny Anole lizard on our Hibiscus and I had to share it just for fun!

Everyone has hummingbirds, bees or dragonflies flitting around flowers. My wife captured this of a tiny Anole lizard on our Hibiscus and I had to share it just for fun!

And the Lord God planted a garden eastward in Eden; and there he put the man whom he had formed. Genesis 2:8 KJV
“What are you doing?!” I shouted at my friend who had weeding in the perennial garden along the back wall.
“Look I pulled all the weeds out!” he said. I shook my head in amazement at the six feet of flower bed that now lay completely devoid of growth of any kind.
“But you pulled everything else out too. Where are the flowers?” I asked in confusion.
“I’m sorry there were so many weeds that I couldn’t tell which ones were the flowers.” He said sorrowfully.

My fault had been in allowing the weeds to get so thick that it had become impossible to pull them out. I had forgotten that a garden grows best when there is a space around the flowers.
Maybe that is why we sometimes feel alone and God seems silent. He has not forgotten us, but in the garden that is our soul He has chosen to make some space between the flowers. He pulls out and separates things from our lives so that we will bloom our brightest and most brilliant colors when the season is just right.
But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Matthew 6:30 KJV
In the days before hay bales were 1,000 pound rolls we used to pile them on the hay wagon and stack them in the barn. My favorite job was to sit on the top of them bales as we the truck slowly chugged across the fields to the barn. The slight breeze felt deliciously cool against my face and the aroma of the freshly cut grass smelled like perfume. I remember looking down and seeing wildflowers of every imaginable shape and color. They were nestled in among the remnants of the hay showing off their beauty. That scene remains in my heart reminding me of God’s artistry in the simplest things. All around us He leaves behind reflections of His grace.

Imagine now that this God, who has taken such care in each detail of a wild flower, has also made you and I. It may seem that the world passes us by, but instead of seeing flowers, they see us only as weeds. Weeds grow where they are not wanted and where no one has planted them. Maybe we ourselves pass by some people without noticing a single thing of beauty. But all around the world God’s wildflowers are on display to remind us that He is involved in every life and that every life has value.
Flowers are not concerned that their time here is short, nor are they worried what others think. In the brief hours that God has given them they simply give all that they have. They are at peace knowing that the hand that crafted them will care for them. If days come in your life when everything seems dark, remember that as He cares for wildflowers. He will certainly care for you!
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