There is just something about a field of flowers.

I had noticed for days these precious little flowers that were so dainty and looked almost like miniature flowers really. Yet, they were so beautiful.

They might be overlooked for a fancy vase in our human eyes but I noticed soon how when a field was full of them, regardless of their small stature, it was magnificent.

It did remind me of the Lord’s Church.

As we move hand in hand we see a beautiful multiplication happen even when we do not realize it. The love Christ places in each of us is shared in many ways to nurture others….then suddenly they go do the same….until we have a full field of dainty little flowers thought to be too small for great tasks.

But just like the Lord did throughout His Word, He raises up the underdogs to become a field of flowers for Jesus and the work He is calling forward.

May we each arise as that little flower in His field. Remember, you might be small in stature, but Jesus in you is not.

The Field of Flowers

Sometimes the smallest, petite, little flowers

Withstand the strongest storms.

For they have learned how to get back up

When the rain has left them torn.

Sometimes overlooked blowing under the sun

Comes a strange and surprising delight

The seeds multiplied when broke in the night 

A whole field now brings Father delight.