The Beauty of Flowers

When I walked into the house last Saturday, there were a dozen roses waiting for me on the kitchen counter. The house was picked up and tidy, there were fresh baked chocolate chip cookies, and a new carton of Half & Half for my coffee in the fridge. I felt so loved and I knew how much Mr. FixIt missed me. I missed him as well, however my time had been packed so full with activities and the chore of driving five days in each direction, I didn’t have much time to dwell on it. Here, it was just him and the cat so he was super duper glad to have me home. 

I love flowers. I would love to have a garden like Martha Stewart, but I won’t spend the money to feed the deer and the bunnies who frequent our property. I’ll make do with what nature provides from the first raspberry pink blush of the redbud trees to the ghostly lace dresses of the dogwood in the underbrush of the woods. Wildflowers bloom and fade, only to be replaced with the next batch and the next and the next. It seems to be a never ending parade of beauty here in West Virginia.

While there is always some wildflower blooming here, the real prize for me is the dense canopy of deciduous hardwoods mingled with evergreens in the surrounding woods. Every hour, the light changes and there is a different palette presented for my viewing pleasure. That is God. God gives us beauty. He provides for us these tender moments of peace to soothe our battle weary souls. His plan is to prosper us, give us hope, and a future.

We don’t know his plans. We cannot possibly comprehend that, even in our darkest moments, God is busy turning things around and bringing us something that is better for us. I’ve witnessed a miracle lately. It’s not my story to tell…not now, anyway. But something I’ve prayed for daily for years…YEARS…has come to fruition. Something I never, ever dreamed was even remotely possible. I hope you’ve experienced those moments when there is no other reasonable explanation for something other than prayers have been answered. 

It renews my faith every time this happens. I’ve found, when I notice the reality of God’s presence…working miracles right in front of me…I see Him more and more. I hear Him whisper into my heart. And I am humbled that He allows us to see and hear and feel His presence. Ours is a loving God…always and forever.

?

“Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there! If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me. If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night,” even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with you.”

Psalm 139:7-12 ESV

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *