Enjoyed some much anticipated hot weather this week, and loved it! As i took my daily walk on Monday through the Vermont neighborhood surrounding my place of work, i was captivated by all the spring flowers. I recently learned there are over 400,000 different species of flowering plants in our world. I am thinking God had a blast with His creations! ( Here I am picturing God wearing a French artist beret, with his huge paint palette). Ha ha, and why not? So as I inhaled the beauty, I picked a random tiny flower to enjoy its fragrance throughout the remainder of my walk. When I returned to work, I decided to gift it to the lunch lady in our work cafeteria. She beamed as she commented that that was the nicest thing anyone had given her as she manned the lunch line, that all she usually gets handed is an empty creamer waiting to be filled. So I was happy to offer her this simple Lily of the Valley blossom.
This little story reminded me of a Godwink years earlier on another noontime walk at a previous job. On that particular morning, a volunteer for the American Cancer Society had visited our office selling bouquets of Daffodils to benefit the Cancer Society. The cynicism in me prevented me from taking part and I declined. You see my mom had lost her battle to cancer that very year and I was feeling defeated and bitter that her life had not been spared. Anyway later on that day as I took my work break walk, I was dwelling on my bitter emotions surrounding her death and then my knowing that she wouldn’t have wanted me to be feeling that way. My mother was my beam of sunshine on any given cloudy day. So as I was walking, there in my path just feet away, lay a random bouquet of yellow daffodils. There was no one around anywhere that I could see, it seemed as though that daffodil bouquet had been dropped there for me! This was a Godwink.
Yesterday I took a walk and noticed one of the physicians where I work, sitting on a park bench with his face to the sky and with his eyes closed. As I approached, he opened his eyes and I asked him where was he in his thoughts. He slowly smiled and told me a lot of places. So I asked him if he cared to share and he told me he was deep in thought contemplating his patients, their illnesses, and their families. I believed that I had probably interrupted his conversation with God, as he prayed. I shared with him that I had been called a prayer warrior as many people have asked me to pray for them. I explained that even though I might at times have too many on my mental prayer list with difficulty remembering them all, but God knows. The doctor smiled and replied, “yes, He knows”. So I am figuring that this doctor is a blessing to his patients; and perhaps the lily of their valley, as he treats, cares and prays for them.
This morning I went to breakfast again at work in the cafeteria. As I paid my favorite cafeteria lady, I noticed a paper cup sitting at the cash register with the single Lily of the Valley blossom that I had gifted days earlier. Its fragrance filled the space there as my friend commented on it not realizing that I was the one that had actually picked it. She asked me to please pick more! I wonder how many people that single flower had blessed with its simple beauty and sweet aroma.
Makenzie’s birthday was this week also. Even though seven years had gone by, it still seemed as though I should be planning a birthday party for her. I did plan the day as I usually do, to stay happily distracted. My friend Deb and I kayaked and had a picnic at Kenzie’s favorite lake. We toasted her life and even ate a slice of strawberry chesecake in her honor. As I think of it, the flower for the month of May, Kenzie’s birthday month, is the Lily of the Valley. Like the flower, Kenzie added sweetness and infectious joy bestowed to those who were lucky enough to cross her path.
Our God is an awesome God. To gift us so many of life’s simple pleasures. It is wonderful to be able to reach others with simple dialogue, time spent with a friend,and precious gestures as we serve one another by loving on each other. Perhaps you will be a Lily of the Valley for someone in your path today.
Christ is our Lily in life’s valleys
Song of Solomon 2:1
“I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.”
As the Lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
King James Version
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