Flowers remind me of my mom (she’s still alive… just to clarify any confusion). My mom is a gardener, she’s a lover of growing new life and caring for it. She also believes in having fresh cut flowers in the house (and giving them to others!). I suck at gardening and did not get that from my momma. I did receive the fresh flower obsession though.
Fresh flowers comfort me. I look to them and I, not only appreciate the beauty and joy they provide to my desk or table, but I also hear my mom through them. When I’m having a great day and see the flowers, they remind me to call her. If it’s an ok day, I hear her telling me to appreciate the little happinesses of life. On the terrible days, the flowers whisper, “it’s ok,” to me. They remind me to take time to reflect. Most of all, when I look at flowers in good and bad, I hear my mom pointing me to Christ.
For the majority of my life, flowers whispered. Today they scream.
Currently my tulips and chamomile shout 2 Thessalonians 3:5. As I sit here contemplating what my dreams are, where I should be, or if I’m even passionate about anything, they should to go to God. That my heart’s conflicts are to be given to Christ. The more I go to Him, the more clear my purpose is. My purpose is to serve Him. On some days that seems so vague, like it’s not specific enough of an answer. But today the flowers yell it to me- as unclear about my career path, relationships, and life as I am- my steadfastness is is Christ! My focus should be in my pursuit of Him!
“May the Lord direct your hearts to the love of God & to the steadfastness of Christ.” -2 Thessalonians 3:5
I can sometimes dwell on my ‘sufferings,’ I know that they will only last a little while. And ‘a little while’ can mean a lot of different things. For flowers, ‘a little while’ is a week or so. And for us? In the scheme of eternity it can be years. Our sufferings can last a day or a century.
In my mind, a century of suffering doesn’t sound great, but in my spirit I trust in His grace. That the hope Christ has brought to us brings more light to my life than all the flowers in the world can. I can’t comprehend the trillions of years past that where I’m in His eternal glory. And the trillion years past that where I’m still there, apart from hurt and confusion. AND FOR ALL ETERNITY AFTER!
“And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you. To him be the dominion forever and ever. Amen.” -1 Peter 5:10-11
I love that God can use flowers to connect me to Him. That He gave my mom the love of His creation that she could share with me. And I really love that His truth is bigger than my indecision and fear of the unknown.