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Inspirations From The Mountans

August 17, 2009

      The wild flowers are abundant on the slope behind our house this year. Displayed against the rich green foliage are the exquisite Queen Anne’s lace, the sassy Black-eyed Susan, the brilliant red Indian paint-brush, the sweet-faced Shasta daisy, and many more whose names I do not know.  A few days ago we woke to see two royal purple morning glories waving hello. We’ve never had wild morning glories, but the wind must have carried the seeds from somewhere to a pile of soft soil nearby and they took root. To me the beauty of wildflowers rivals the best tended rose gardens on earth.
     But dandelions are different. Although most home owners will use poison or anything in their power to kill out the sunny little flowers, Emory and I don’t mind them at all. Why? Because dandelions are beneficial in other ways besides preening themselves so others can admire their beauty. Yes, their sunny faces bring cheer, but the leaves from the dandelion are a treat to those who love to eat wild greens. Folks used to make dandelion wine, and we know wine can still be used to make a grieving heart happy, or as medicine for the sick. See Proverbs 31:6 &1 Timothy 5:23   And dandelions are so tenacious. Within a day or two after mowing they are already blooming again. When they dry wind blows the seeds away, they take root and grow wherever they land. I like their perseverance. Even after they have had their heads chopped off, somehow they come right back again, smiling and offering their help.
     As a Christian I want to be something more than just a display in God’s flower garden that walks around with a sign on my back that says, “Look what a beautiful person God has made.”   Although that can be good, there is much more to the life of a child of God. Like the dandelion I want to nourish others and comfort folks in their pain and sickness. Even after Satan has dumped his poison on me, or lopped off my head, I want to rise and shine the very next day. And wherever the winds of adversity take me I want to settle down and grow  where I am planted.
     Philippians 4:11& 12 …for I have learned in whatever state I am, to be content: I know how to be abased, and I know how to abound. Everywhere and in all things I have learned both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need.
 
     “Yes, Lord, just make me a dandelion.” --Rebecca Somoskey