Faith-Filled Fridays: I'm Glad Wildflowers Don't Last Forever

Okay, so hear me out on this one! I promise it will make sense. As we were driving yesterday along the countryside back roads, I couldn't help but feel a bit sad that the Texas Bluebonnets are fading away and "going to seed" as we call it. Actually, the only wildflowers remaining with vibrancy are the Indian Paintbrush, which are a coral sea of flowing beauty.



Evan enjoying God's Creation.  March 2012



As I began to think about it, though, I am glad that we only see the beautiful wildflowers but for a season. Can you imagine if we saw beautiful wildflowers every single day of our life? It wouldn't be a special treat. We would take them for granted and not load up the family to take the ever-famous bluebonnet pictures that are taken around Easter time each year here in Texas. Quite frankly, I like to think that God gave us the gift of a freshly painted canvas of beautiful wildflowers in pastures, medians on the side of the road, and even in my own yard to show new life--Spring has sprung! After having a season of dreariness, tress with no leave, and little to no flowers, it's like a breath of fresh air to see such beauty bask the countryside!



This got me to thinking that this is a lot like our spiritual walk with our Father in Heaven. Being a Christian is not happy-filled days day in and day out. Actually, it's quite the contrary. We battle spiritual warfare (I've blog on this in the past), death, disease, pain, depression, sadness, persecution, and fear. Can you imagine if every day were perfect? Would we take the time to depend on God? Would we still thank Him? I believe that the Lord gives us these seasons of lows to refine our character, and to create even more of a dependence on HIM, not on man or the things of this world. Just like the wildflowers that go away once the season wears on, God may seem to have gone away at times. He is still there. But we must learn to stop, listen, and be still and know that HE is our Father. He is our only hope. We should be thankful that just like the wildflowers who seed is hidden beneath the ground waiting on Spring, our Father sometimes "hides" himself for a season so that we must learn to be more dependent on Him, and therefore we will seek Him just like we seek those first blooms of the season.  Now hear me out...I didn't say He leaves us.  No, He never does.  We choose in our human nature to not listen to and follow Him at times.  Sometimes people never choose to follow Him.  I want you to choose Christ!  Give Him a chance if you haven't.  He is so amazing and loving and faithful!

Blessings for a harmonious and restful Easter Weekend and Resurrection Sunday!

And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye:  for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified.  He is not here: for he is risen, as he said.  Come, see the place where the Lord lay.  And go quickly, and tell his disciples that he is risen from the dead;  and, behold, he goeth before you in Galilee;  there shall ye see him;  lo, I have told you.  And they departed quickly from the sepulchre (the place of burial) with fear and great joy;  and did run to bring his disciples word.  And as they went to tell his disciples, behold, Jesus met them, saying,  All Hail.  And they came and held him by the feet, and worshipped him.  Matthew 28:5-9 (KJV)