“Look at the lilies and how they grow. They don’t work or make their clothing, yet Solomon in all his glory was not dressed as beautifully as they are.” Luke 12:27 (NLT)
As we drove in from church today, I mentioned to Dale that our yard is a sea of dandelions after the rain we have had off and on this past week. They are a part of summer and like gray hairs, if you pull one, six more will show up.
After dinner, I went to walk. The air was a bit cooler than earlier and it was refreshing to be outside. Flies and bees were floating around, dive bombing the bushes and weeds.
Across the driveway, I looked at the woods.
This view always fascinates me. It is a small incline that gently slopes into the woods. I am always half expectant to see a bear come walking up there, but know that would not be possible during the day time as there is too much activity in the area.
I looked at the grouping of dandelions across the road. They were bunched together and I actually did thank the Lord for them.
My walk habit is to walk up our driveway and make a sweeping turn by this view. As I turned to go back down our driveway, something caught my eye (no, it was not a bear). I saw a glimpse of purple in the midst of the yellow.
On my return to the end of the driveway I went across to examine more closely what I thought I saw. There at the top of a stem was a little purple flower. We tried to take a picture of it, me, several times and then I had Dale come out to try. We ended up picking the flower and trying once it was plucked and in a vase of water.
The result is a bit fuzzy, but this flower, 3/8 of an inch, was beautiful. A lavender color on the petals and bright yellow in the stamen. The detail was exact, a perfect little blossom.
I looked at this tiny flower. It was hard to see while walking. Driving by it would be missed completely. To see it, you have to stop and look closely. Yet, God, the ultimate artist, created a small detail in nature, knowing it would be unnoticed except for a lady bug or bee.
God is a careful creator. He takes the small things, things we mostly think are insignificant and He makes them beautiful. He does this in nature, and He does this for each of us.
The Refreshing of a Wild Rose 