Flashes of orange, red and white blossoms scanned by lightening fast. And then, it hit me. These obscure, overlooked highway flowers are no less beautiful than the blooms found in city florist shops.
Their significance is found in what they are, lovely flora growing steadily and stubbornly no matter who’s watching or not. At the end of it all, a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose.
Such is my life. No matter if I have a life filled with a kind of faith that is displayed in the showcase of full time ministry, or a quieter kind of faith that exists on hidden roadways inside my inner world. My faith in Christ is no less significant than the faith of a missionary or of a monk. Faith is faith is faith is faith.
(photo by Donna of my garden)
Like flowers, there may be different varieties, but faith comes in all shapes, colors and fragrances.
Faith is our first step of worship. God who is invisible, who cannot be seen or touched or measured, is wowed by the attempt of anyone to trust that He is. This is faith. Whether loud or quiet, it is faith. It is what Tolstoy described as, “…man’s conscious relationship with the infinite universe from which he derive guidance for his activity.”
No matter what that activity is.
Faith, like wild highway roses, exists for the quiet sake of existing. It's beauty no less when unnoticed. Such is the common life of faith on the backroads of this thing called life.
5 comments:
Hi Pam, I haven't commented for a long time, but I always enjoy your posts. This is a good analogy about wild flowers and faith. But if my faith were like a plant it would probably be more like an evergreen tree. Those trees stay green no matter what the weather is bringing. I like to think that my faith weathers through anything too.
............ummmm
going to cook and think
thank you..........
hey lurker, i love it whenever you peek your head out of the blogosphere shadows and speak up. An evergreen tree...great word picture. I have 11 cedar trees on my urban lot that are always green. Glad to hear you have "green" faith. LOL
hey mmp, what do you think? and more importantly, what are you cooking? :-)
The back roads are my favorite place to travel, both spiritually and in real life. There's so much more to see and learn.
Hi Pam,
I used to have a more visible "position" of faith and now I am simply living my life in (heaven-sent) obscurity. To say these past two plus years have been challenging is like saying Donald Trump is rich. One of those challenges is being a nobody and being unnoticed. Finding my identity in Christ and not in what I do or my title or experience or what I have to offer. Thank you for the reminder that even the rose that goes un-smelled stills smells as sweet...
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