May 7, 2017

A Drink of Wildflowers

Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good.
Blessed is the man who trusts in Him.
Psalm 34:8

On a most beautiful spring day last week I treated myself to a walk around the lake at a nearby park where I hoped the wildflowers would be in bloom. I could have gone on home. I had been out most of the day and more duties were calling my name.

But the call of wildflowers was the one that beckoned louder to a heart that beats to the quiet rhythm of tranquil delights. My heart was not disappointed with my choice. Neither were my eyes.

The stunning blue skies the back drop

A field of wildflowers in the foreground

A row of strong trees standing tall between field and sky

And I know Who made it all. I know Who breathed each cottony white cloud across the horizon and Who wove the intricate beauty for each elegant flower underneath the cobalt skies.

This was one of those moments when my heart was so abundantly full and overflowing that I could not take in all the awe and wonder and majesty of our God.

The only thing that was left to do was to drink in the goodness of this beauty I cannot adequately describe, but know that by the power of His word all of it was made.

The goodness that I tasted was spring blooming in full array, and the magnificent splendor of what God has made took my breath away.

Let all the earth fear the LORD;
Let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of Him.
For He spoke, and it was done;
He commanded, and it stood fast.
Psalm 33:8-9