Simple Elegance

Every place where I’ve lived or traveled has been adorned with flowers. I’ve seen tiny blossoms clinging to a rocky, windswept hill near Alaska’s Arctic Circle. I’ve admired large tropical varieties in Florida, and bright blooms on cacti in the Arizona desert. I’ve walked through fields of wildflowers here in the Midwest. All these lead me to believe that God has written something large across our world.

One evening I was walking between fields flush with springtime color near my home. As I looked out over flowers in every direction, I thought of how some would bloom and die, and never would be seen or appreciated by anyone. I thought of all the flowers blooming on mountain steeps, in dense forests, in thickets and swamps. And though not appreciated, still they bloomed just the same. I felt like the disciples at Jesus’ anointing by Mary