Wonderful Dandelions

Yesterday I saw the most beautiful field of dandelions.  There must have been ten thousand yellow smiles spread beyond and around a New England stone wall.   Some, like us, had turned gray and some, like us, had been blown bald.   Dandelions are so under appreciated.  Considering them to be weeds we quickly extract them from our yards lest we nap and awaken to find they have taken over.

Dandelions remind us of Jesus’ comments in the Sermon on the Mount. “See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?”  Matthew 6.

So they are like us.  Or is it we that are like them?  We are not here long.  Hopefully we add beauty to the world while we are here.  Unlike them we have a chance of being again and that second time lasts a really long time.  It lasts forever.  I was going to say time shall be no more.  But how then would we meet each other?  Time is important for making appointments.  If I want to see you I have to know when as well as where.

Jesus’ point is the important focus.  We are loved and cared for.  We need not worry about tomorrow.  Our Father knows our needs and has a zillion ways to provide for us.  It’s great belonging to a rich family and we belong to the richest family of all.  Am I bragging?  You bet I am!

Written by Roger Bothwell on May 20, 2015

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