God’s Wildflower

 In the spring it is profuse with flowers.  One day God used one wildflower on this path and one verse from Psalm 103:15 to capture my heart: “The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field.” I wrote a prayer poem to describe my experience of God’s words to me and to you:

God’s Wildflower

My precious wildflower – smile!
I have clothed you in heaven’s splendor.
Though you’re lost to all in a field of blooms,
You’re seen by me and my sweet society.
Don’t worry about who sees your beauty
Or about how much time you have to bloom.
Be dead to the world and alive to me
For I planted you here and I know your name.

I am your Father smiling over you!
You’re growing in the grace of my Sonlight,
Nourished by my words that fall like rain.
My choirs of angels, birds, and saints
Join me in singing my love song over you;
We delight to dance with you in Spirit breezes.
What joy it brings to us all in my kingdom
When you smile and sing back to me!

Jesus says to you: “See how the lilies of the field grow? Your Father clothes them in splendor. So much more than this he clothes you and loves you!” (Matthew 6:28-30, paraphrase).

You are God’s precious wildflower! You are loved and you are significant to God and the people round you so hold your head high and smile.

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