It’s Monday. My daughter, Anna, and her fiance’, are back in Asheville after a quick trip to Indy for their wedding shower. My son, Garrett has returned to Dayton for training and I go back to work this morning. Everyone is where they are supposed to be. Life moves on as rapidly as we hurtle through space on this rotating ball we call Earth. Who are we that God is mindful of us in all this everyday craziness? King David asked this same question (in a little different way) thousands of years ago in one of his many psalms. Perhaps he was pondering the night sky full of light from the moon and the myriad stars on a morning just like this when he penned these words. Who am I that God should put me in such a place as this at this point in time and care for me as He does? Things are not picture perfect but I can see His goodness in the day-to-day events. Heaven and earth declare His glory.
Yesterday I planted wildflower seeds for the anticipated bees we will be bringing home in June. My husband tilled up some of the old overgrown flower beds for me. One plant has taken over so we are starting again with the promise of new growth. I held in my hand a variety of seeds of all shapes and sizes. One I easily recognize: the sunflower with its huge yellow face and dark center that is a favorite of the birds and the bees. It is the Queen of the garden. It will be surrounded by splashes of red, blue, purple and white, a rainbow palate of color, from all the other wildflower seeds I scattered on the fertile soil. Each seed holds the promise of life. I know this because I have witnessed the miracle every spring when I plant my garden. God is here, all of nature sings! He is the God of wonder and beauty. He is Love. All this is a love gift from His hand to ours.
Most of the time, I miss the gift because I get so busy in my work. I’m frustrated with the traffic on the drive in to the city. Angry about relationships with extended family that just aren’t working out. Stressed over things that are out of my control. But if I pause to ponder the stars in the sky and the tiny seeds of the earth, I am struck with wonder. How great is my God that He would ponder me and love me! The moon and the stars and the promise of the seed are signs of His presence. He is here. He is here! Let me push the worry of the day aside and just rest, knowing He is here.
