As folks who know me can attest, I enjoy photographing
flowers of all kinds. I don’t delight in making or maintaining the garden
itself, but I do love it when I have an opportunity to photograph the flowers
in other folks’ gardens. Fortunately, sweet friends often invite me over to
photograph the beautiful results of their hard work. And my husband and I are
blessed to be able to travel a good bit, too. When we’re “on the road,” we’re
always on the lookout for parks, botanical gardens, plant nurseries, businesses
with flowers out front, hanging basket lining the city sidewalks, courtyard in
the downtown area, small gardens near entrances to the hotels where we stay,
etc.
Because of my love of beautiful blooms, these three verses
in Isaiah 40 captured my attention: “All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness
is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades, when the
breath of the LORD blows upon it; surely the people are grass. The grass
withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever” (vv.6-8, New American Standard Bible).
These verses point out how temporal our lives are. Even
though we, like the grasses of the field, bloom and flourish for a time, we
will not be here forever. We, like the grasses, will wither and fade; and those
who pass by where we used to live may scarcely remember us—if at all.
Thus, we should not worry about our lives, but simply bloom
where God has planted us and let our lives testify to HIS glory and goodness.
(C) 2014 by Johnnie Ann Gaskill
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