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Welcome to my new Blog...

There are thousands of blogs, thousands of voices. Mine is but one voice--one melody playing in this great hall. But you have found me...and that is significant. It doesn't matter that my words are found in this obscure place, because "beauty is not obscure to the one who finds it!"

From my journal...
It is an overcast day, so I put on a sweatshirt and wander down the narrow path over the hill behind my house and head for the creek. I want to hear the gurgling of the water and discover what God might have for me down there. At first, nothing stands out. I try sitting on a rock by the creek. Then I walk from one end of our property to the other, listening for God to speak to me. I made my way back to my starting point at the creek and was walking slowly, looking down and feeling a little discouraged. And that is when I saw it! I almost stepped on it! It was a small, lavender wild flower that was almost lost in the low grass. I sat down in the yellow-green rough carpet of early spring and looked closely at what God had placed in my path.

There is something to this tiny little wild flower that blooms in the woods by the creek. It stands alone, almost hidden in the grassy floor. I may be the only person that ever sees this little flower. In a moment of clarity, I realize that I have been trying to be every flower in the woods. I hear God calling me back to simplicity—to bloom where I am, as I am—and stop seeking greatness. But the flower seems so obscure and unnoticed. Something inside me wants to be noticed…to make a difference. Maybe that is why I never stop doing, never stop working. I realize as I gaze at this wild flower that she is right where God has placed her, doing exactly what God has designed for her to do…bloom! And somehow, I sense that she is happy here. It doesn’t matter to her how many people notice her!

Then God said to me, “Beauty is not obscure to the one that finds it!”

I want to be beautiful in God’s eyes. And if I become beautiful to Him--if I bloom as this wild flower right where He wants me--then that beauty will touch those who find me. Those lives I touch will be changed by the beauty of God in me!

Matthew 6:25ff The little flower doesn’t strive and work. It is cared for by God and it is beautiful. I want to be cared for by God. I give myself to Him for that care. I know He makes all things beautiful!

I learned that I was trying to be more than the flower God made me to be. I was trying to be a whole field of flowers! No wonder I was tired.

Are you trying to be one flower or a field of flowers? Are you trying to be everything to everyone or just be yourself in full bloom? We put pressure on ourselves to be so much more than God intended us to be. And, as a result, we become so much less. Our hearts drag under the weights we have placed upon them and we are never free to just be beautiful. In rest we will find beauty, and in beauty we will find God.