Luke 12:27-31
“Consider how the wildflowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell
you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If
that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and
tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you—you of
little faith! And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do
not worry about it. For the pagan world runs after all such things, and
your Father knows that you need them. But seek his kingdom, and
these things will be given to you as well.”
It's the little things.
I miss when I was a child, and I played in the yard among
the flowers, soft grass, and trees. For hours, I’d pretend to build houses for
fairies and trolls. The days rolled by in simple appreciation of acorns, bark, leaves,
and twigs. I never gave thought to how they got there. I just knew discovering
a new item for my playtime filled me with joy.
Perhaps that’s why I love walking in the woods, along trails
where flowers bloom. And I enjoy nurturing a garden of wildflowers and herbs.
Although I appreciate other people’s flowers, the ones planted every year, there’s
something magical about the ones which push through the soil every spring on
their own, like black-eyed Susan’s, columbines, and daylilies.
When I hike in the park with Tim and Rosie, I adore the
changing in flora. Different plants seem to bloom all year. Now with fall in our
sights, a sweet little bloom has sprouted. The wild blue aster is no more than
a half inch in diameter, yet it is one of the prettiest blossoms on the path.
The lavender petals and yellow center add beauty to the woods.
That little flower reminds me “big” things are fine, but the
little things often mean the most. By things, I mean moments, delights, hugs,
smiles, encouraging words, a butterfly, a child taking my hand, a kiss, a
flower, my dog’s faithfulness. So many things seem little, but in reality, they
are the big. The blessings bestowed by God. Instead of worrying about the big
things, seek God in all things and embrace the blessings.
I’m thankful for every one of you who takes the time to read
this blog. That’s a little thing that blesses my heart in a big way.
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