A little wildflower on the side of the road,
Does anyone see it, does anyone know?
It lives in the sunshine and breathes in fresh air,
But does anyone see it, does anyone care?
Ever felt like a little flower on the side of the road? Cars and trucks drive past you every day concerned only about their job and destination. Joggers jog and walkers walk past you with bluetooth earphones on or faces glued to a touch screen chatting away.
Sometimes in life we feel lonely. Alone. No one to care for us and no one who seems to care.
Jesus felt alone too when He was on the cross. It’s recorded both in Matthew’s and Luke’s books: “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” And if I may be so bold to look into His human side for a bit, I think there were times when, even though He was with His disciples, He probably felt very alone and misunderstood.
One of the best things about wildflowers is that they are usually NOT alone; they naturally grow in groups or clusters. Think about it. When you look on the side of the road, if you see wildflowers,
there’s usually more than one. Many times there’s a whole color palette of them — purple, yellow, white, orange! My dear reader, can you not see the spiritual significance of this?!
We are never alone! Yes, it may feel like it sometimes — Jesus did— but the truth is that God will never leave us nor forsake us. (Heb.13:5) And I believe Father sees every single wildflower on the side of the road, each one with its unique colors and tints, each one totally different than the one next to it. Yet there are masses of us blooming beside one another! We are distinctively collective.
It may be hard for you to see yourself as a flower (especially you guys) but God sees you as His Beautiful Creation. Beautiful as an individual stem, and beautiful as a bunch on the side of the road.
Now to answer my wildflower poem from the introduction of this article — Yes, He does!
Yes, He sees you! Yes, He knows! And yes, He cares! You are not alone! We may feel disconnected at times, but remember — we have brothers and sisters who are also bunched up with us on this palette of life together, all of us being held by a loving Master Creator. Rest in the sunshine and fresh air from the Father, my friend. Breathe it in and soak in it. You are never alone.
(photos taken off of Wonderwood Dr.)