“And which of you by being anxious can add one cubit unto the measure of his life? And why are ye anxious concerning raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: yet I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.” Matthew 6:27-29
If we are to consider the lilies and how they grow–they do not toil, but merely show God’s glory–why do we fret and balk at the field in which He’s planted us?
Lilies do not struggle, or beg for water. They do not whine and cry when Oklahoma winds blow thorny thistles against their stems. They do not envy the stately redwoods grown in California. They do not covet the flourishing dandelion, or seasonal blue-bonnets dressing Texas meadows. They do not question their Creator who lets them rest each winter and numbers their days in the sun.
Why do we? Why do we waste time and energy trying to be what we aren’t meant to be? Why do we demand our way, and ask for a more fertile field, one without tares or stones? Why can we not bloom where we are planted and be what God has created us to be: a manifestation of His glory, love, and mercy right where we are? Why are we so selfish and dissatisfied with our lot in life? Why are we so fearful of our future?
“….your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” Matthew 6:32b-34.
PRAYER: Oh Lord give me greater joy in simply knowing You. Let my joy in You so permeate my being that I stand tall and drink deeply from Your well of sufficiency. Let my hope be so strong in You that I bend and never break when winds of difficulty come my way. Let me remember the Root of my salvation when I am tempted to question my plight or temporary circumstance. In all the days of my life, let me bring to You the glory due Your name. Let me be ever grateful for the blessing You’ve given me to live in the wheat-fields of Your kingdom.