Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you,
even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Lately, I have been waiting for words to write and for inspiration to synthesize all the books I have read in the past six months. In an anxious moment, I wandered down the hillside at Quiet Oaks and noticed these daffodils growing.
I decided to take a few minutes and consider these “lilies.” This is our fifth year here and I neither planted these daffodils nor water them; yet, they keep miraculously appearing and bringing the promise of spring’s arrival. As I watched the bees flying from one blossom to another, I noticed the many shades of yellow in each flower creating an array of light that is simply glorious.
After a time, I went back to my computer to wait for words with the the realization that it is good to take time to consider my words just as I did with the daffodils. With all my considerations comes growth: the strength to let go of the anxiety that hinders the flow of the fullness of God’s grace and true inspiration.
As we wait for spring’s arrival, may you and I take time to consider that indeed the Word became flesh and dwelt among us that we might behold his glory, a glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth (John 1:14).