So, there’s this little purplish-blue flower that can be seen on wooded paths amidst the moss and leaves on the ground. It can be found in fields, or in the grass. Forget-me-nots can crop up in a wide variety of settings.
The other day, I was in the mountains on a little woodland trail. There were beautiful blooms on rhododendrons that immediately drew my eye to their beauty. There were stately trees that had been there for a hundred years, and little yellow buttercups, wispy and delicate, that tickled my ankles as I walked. But amidst the beautiful landscape, with all of the colors and beauty, there were these little flowers that could easily go unnoticed. I so love that they are called ‘forget-me-nots’, because amidst all of the grand and glorious, bold and beautiful things in the landscape, it’d be easy to walk on by and never see these delicate little flowers of blue cushioned in the center of a circle of green leaves.
They could definitely go unnoticed, but they are absolutely beautiful. Upon close examination, one would see that there are often little patterns of stripes, and accents of white with a splash of yellow in the center. They’re just beautiful. But in our world, being beautiful (internally or externally) doesn’t mean that you’ll be noticed. Lots of times, the wholesome beauty, the natural, the gentle, the kind, goes so under the radar. Because in our world, particularly, in the present culture of the US, (Yep, the “us”), it seems that the degrading, vile, totally tainted stuff is the stuff on the radar. It’s the stuff with the ratings. It’s the stuff that shocks…and how amazing the amount it takes to shock these days. Talk about desensitization. Anyway, the tainted stuff on the radar is glorified. It’s so on the radar not to be condemned, mind you, but to be condoned. (And those who discern, dare I say judge, who shine a light on darkness are seen as having a lack of acceptance, a lack of compassion. I believe it’s just the opposite, but that’s a whole other subject, a whole other “rant” and it was so not my attention to rant. Please excuse the rabbit trail…)
Ok, back to the forget-me-nots (and I’ll try to forget-not what in the world I’m talking about, because I promise, I did have a point I wanted to share!) These little blue flowers spring up anywhere. Some are perennials, some are annuals, and they come in yellows and blues. They are here for a little while, then the flowers fade until a later time. So, if you miss them, those little blue blooms are gone for a time.
So, here’s the thing. Like little blue forget-me-nots, there are little reminders of God’s grace all around. Sometimes, they are loud and bold like the stately trees or the beautiful sunset. But sometimes…sometimes they look like little blue flowers that you’ve just gotta search for. Sometimes we’ve gotta stop by the path and kneel down to see these little gems. Sometimes we’ve gotta take a moment to look for them. We have to be deliberate. Because, when we’re rushing through life with all the demands and busy-ness, it’s so easy to miss the reminders, the encouragement, the joy. And those are things that feed us, that give us the encouragement to keep pressing on. Sure, we can ‘keep on keeping on’ without them, but it sure is a heck of a lot more fun when we are aware of God’s Presence in the big and the little. It’s like the ‘wind in our sails’ so to speak. Sure, you can row a sailboat if you need to, but it was designed to be driven by wind. We were designed to be filled by the Presence of God, to be encouraged. Yes, we can choose to be windless, but the journey sure looks and feels different when we try to row our own boat. This is one of the reasons why it’s so important to stay in the Word. To hear grace day by day. To hear truth and parameters that set free. To refocus, and rejuvenate oneself as we face the whats of the day with the important whys. The Word speaks and fills and reminds us of who we are.
And when we are reminded of who we are, whose we are, well, it might just make us more aware of His creation whispering in our ear the encouragement to keep on keeping on. We might be much more prone to see the little blue forget-me-nots in our world because we will be so aware and in touch with the truth that He has forgotten us not. Truly, He has forgotten us not. And knowing that changes everything. It helps us to forget others not. It helps us to slow down a bit and not strive so daggone much. It helps us to be deliberate about remembering that He is with us and we are so not alone in a world where it’s very easy to feel detached, fragmented, disconnected.
So, here’s to having eyes to see His hand of blessings in our lives, this week, this day, this minute. Here’s to being mindful of His goodness. Here’s to being grateful for the little things and constantly cognizant of the fact that they are all around us if we would but have the eyes to see (and even if we wouldn’t…) Here’s to knowing that if we aren’t opening our eyes of our heart to see them, that, just like those little delicate flowers, they may fade away without us even knowing they were there. If we are breathing, there are things to be thankful for, and being aware of that gives us strength to face the things that we are not so thankful for. Here’s to forgetting not the benefits of the Lord and being so very thankful that He forgets-us-not. Those little reminders are all around. Praying to have the eyes to see them.
P.S. May your days be full of them 🙂
“Praise the Lord, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
Praise the Lord, my soul,
and forget not all his benefits—
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s…”
For more of this chapter, click link. It’s worth it 🙂
when we least expect it,
we have little reminders of those we have lost
Reminders that make us remember and smile, and appreciate
the beauty that was not lost
but that is just now hidden
from our view
that emerge from the ground in the Spring
these memories emerge from our hearts and we remember
those who are never forgotten
and appreciate the beauty of their presence in our lives
even though they aren’t seen in full view.
souls are eternal
And ….Easter…is not just a Holiday
It’s a reality of Resurrected Life
Little blue forget-me-nots
not only make the remembering sweet,
but give me hope that what seems gone forever,
like the forget-me-nots over a long winter,
will emerge with a trumpet sound
and their life is Eternal.
Just a few thoughts as I think of those who have gone on before us this past year. Missing some very much and feeling for others who I know have lost deeply cared for loved ones. I love the way God speaks in the ‘little things’, like little blue ‘forget-me-nots’ covering the grass in the Spring.