Mt 6:28b See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin.
Mt 6:29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these
When I was a child, my mother taught me to love wildflowers. She taught me to look closely at the intricate detail God puts in each one. Some He puts in clusters; others He keeps single; some in radiant color. So yesterday, with the sun bright and warm, I had to stop along a gravel road and admire God's handiwork.
The prairie was awash in color.
But to really enjoy God's handiwork, one needs to be on his knees.
A place I, and perhaps others, need to spend more time.
I hope my children learned the same from me.