Have you ever really thought about flowers? I mean have you really evaluated just delicate and gorgeous the blossoms truly are. Each variety, colors and personalities of the blooms are each there own and they’re all from the Father’s hand? Just imagine the thought and creative God has to form the big, sunny sunflower or to paint the regal rose. I love them all. The curly petals of the purple Iris’ that filled my Nanny’s backyard to the Tiger Lilies that were my mother-in-law’s favorite not only look beautiful they also fill my memories. But my very favorite of all is the Peony.
Each year my Peony grows bigger and more beautiful even when nothing else was opening to show their beauty. I now see that Peony as God cheering me on to say, “It may not seem like it now, but I’m growing you. Your buds may not be ready to open and show the world but I’m am preparing you deep down under the soil.”
I don’t normally cut flowers out of my yard to bring in the house. Not because I don’t love fresh flowers in the house but, honestly, I just didn’t think to do it. Last year I cut a few of the blossoms from the plant, put them in a vase, and set them on my table to remind me that there is deep root growth in the waiting.
But a few days later as I was clearing them from the table to serve dinner my daughter casually commented, “I hate when flowers die.” That’s all she said; “I hate when flowers die.” What a profound statement.“ I hate when flowers die.”
I thought “Me too. Me too.” Throughout dinner I silently pondered the death of my bouquet. I’ve thought about that a lot over the last few months. Flowers are so beautiful and bring such joy yet they quickly fade away. They’re here today and gone tomorrow, but isn’t that exactly like everything else? Flowers allow us to see the cycle of life so clearly because their blooms last for such a short while, but even 200-year-old oak will one day die too. Everything has is season to bloom but all the while it is slowly passing away. Everything except the word of the Lord which says that we are to set our minds on things above not on earthly things because what is seen is temporary but what is unseen is eternal.
Jesus reminds us in the Mount of Beatitudes, “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth not rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
God has promised to make all things new even when we can’t see the changes coming. This world is not all there is and the ground we walk today isn’t always going to be here. Heaven and the earth will be made new. We, who have acknowledged our need for a Savior and have put our faith in Jesus Christ as that Savior, will dwell with Him.
I’m looking forward to that day. On that day, sin and death will be no more. On that day, I will look upon the face of my Savior. On that day there will be no more tears, aches or pains. That day is coming. I know it just as I know the blooms will come again soon.