I am reminded today why I love wildflowers so much.
“And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the filed, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?” Matthew 6:28-30
I love going on hikes and stumbling upon a field of wildflowers. Hundreds of little flowers gracefully sprinkled around the green mountains side. Mountains peak on the horizon and the sun shines through the surrounding pine trees. The air is clean and pure and the breeze fills my lungs with the sweet smell of summer. Oh, how I love these moments! I can only imagine the love the Lord has for creation when he spends such time and detail on such a little patch of the world. Each flower unique designed. Each tree strategically placed. All to bring him glory and joy. His creation boldly declaring his power and sovereignty. He takes so much time on a little flower that no one may see but himself. How much more then does he love and care for me? A little girl from a small town in Montana. Nobody may remember my name, no one may see me amidst the other flowers in the field, yet God made me beautiful. He spend time just on me. He sees me. He knows me.
My time here is short. I am alive today and tomorrow I may be thrown into the oven. I have nothing to offer Him of great importance but He still clothes me in his righteousness and love. He sees me. I want to be more like the wildflowers in the field. I want to spend my days that I have soaking up the sunshine and rain he provides. I want to be dependent on the Lord. Not toil and spin but delight in Him, take refuge in Him, just be in His presence. I want to be alive to boldly declare his power and love. I want to be a wildflower.