The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.
When hope seems dry and buried, God is at work beneath the surface; readying us for new life. This is the resurrection power of Jesus, the one who was buried but who unlocked the grave, the one who offers us new life – fresh, sweet, bursting with potential.
In plants and flowers we see the extravagant goodness of God, the one who does all things well, whose fingerprints are remarkable beauty and intricacy and extravagant colour. And He brings this touch to us in His crafting of us and His provision for us, we who are the kaleidoscope of humanity, the image of God.
Are there parts of you that feel dead or buried? What might God want to bring to life in those places?
If God cares enough about the wildflowers to design, craft and nurture them into things of beauty, how much does he value and care for you?
God of hope, may we never forget that you bring life from death, may we never fail to notice the goodness and beauty of you all around us. In you we place our hope and trust.