Growing In God’s Flower Garden

“Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet, I tell you, that not even Solomon in all His splendor was dressed like one of these.” (Luke 12:27)

“I’m looking over a four leaf clover, that I overlooked before. . .”

Remember that little song? It had cute words, but I will be concentrating on this first line in what I am about to share.

I remember how each year when Spring arrived, my Dad would plow a plot of ground to be used for growing vegetables. He would also plow a small plot for Mom to have a flower garden.

On special days, when company was coming, or maybe just for Sunday dinner, Mom and I would go to her flower garden to cut a bouquet of multi-colored flowers to use on the table, and other places throughout the house. The only problem was I would get sidetracked by seeing small flowers growing on their own—in the grass!

One such flower was a clover blossom. These little flowers would always catch my attention, so I would stop here and there before getting to the actual flower garden to pick myself a bouquet of clover blossoms They weren’t a particularly fragrant flower, but they just seemed sad to me, sprinkled all through the grass with nobody noticing them.

When I think if this today, I compare it to how people with chronic illness are usually passed over by others who gravitate towards people whom they feel might be more interesting to talk with. Or maybe they would need them to help with something which they knew we with limitations wouldn’t be able to do.

At times now I feel like that little clover that I would notice, pick, and love, while Mom went straight to the beautiful flowers that had taken lots of her time in order to even have them grow.

I also feel pretty special, because I know God planted and attended the clover blossom for His own pleasure, even if no one else ever noticed it. The same is true with me. He created me “for His own pleasure,” but also allows me to be “tramped on” with heavy burdens of ill health.  To endure being overlooked by others because I am not growing in the garden of ‘healthy, more attractive and helpful people.’ “

So, the next time you go for a walk in your yard, look around at all of God’s beautiful creation, but also look down at times. Because, if you don’t, you might miss some of the beautiful little flowers in God’s own garden, which most people step on without even knowing they are there.

And, choose a “clover” from the “garden” of those with chronic illness to love and support . . .and let them know you chose them. It will help them feel they are worth something, and make their day a bit brighter.

Prayer: Thank You, Father for loving and caring for us “flowers” who no longer fit in a beautifully manicured flower garden.

About the Author:
Alice Ervin lives with fibromyalgia, degenerative arthritis, chemical sensitivities, and other chronic illnesses. She does so with the help of her beloved husband and friends who are always willing to help in any way they can. Most of all, she is helped by, and is thankful for the constant presence and comfort of her Savior, Jesus Christ.

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8 thoughts on “Growing In God’s Flower Garden

  1. What a dear, sweet, devotional! I too like the small flowers no one notices. My favorites are the small wild violets that grow wild in the grass. I often carefully dig them up and plant them, so carefully in our shade garden. I dig all of the root ball, and often those flowers are the only ones that bloom all summer. And folks call them weeds! I will proudly be a wild violet! How precious this thought, thank you Alice.

  2. Hi Alice – I, too appreciate your writing about how we often can feel overlooked in God’s garden.

    Yet it is His garden and He loves each and every thing He has planted ( even the weeds).

    If we choose not to “labor” or fight what He allows we can shine as brightly as all the seeming more stately blooms.

    And the last part of the “clover” song is what He sings to us: “No need explaining, the one remaining Is somebody I adore. . ”

    Yes – how He loves us all.

    Thanks for more inspiring words!
    Love,
    Lynn

  3. Alice

    What a beautiful analogy you have used in this devotional.

    I too love all the little wild flowers and even the weed flowers just as much or more than the cultivated flowers in a garden. I think they look so pretty just scattered around in the grass and yes I picked my share of clover flowers in healthier days.

    I am so thankful that the Lord doesn’t look at me any differently because I am no longer ‘cultivated’ the way I once was. He sees us all the same. Amen to that!

    Thanks for sharing these words with us.

    Love
    Heather

  4. Alice:

    Your mother and young daughter memories really touched my heart. And reminded me of the times when my son, as a little boy, picked dandelions for me, which I would prize as much as a dozen long-stemmed roses. Now his own children picks them.

    What a good illustration the humble clover is. We do feel lonely and overlooked sometimes when we have physical and mental challenges. Yes, and even stepped on by those who misunderstand us and say things that hurt.

    Alice, you are an example of someone who does what you suggested we do. Your devotional writing is an example of that. I know God is using you and thinks of you as one of the more lovely flowers in his garden.

    Hugs,
    Beth

  5. Hi Ladies, Sorry to take so long to respond to your sweet comments. It’s been a rough time for me lately.
    Sandra, I, too love the wild violets so much! I hadn’t thought of digging them up and transplanting them. Thank you for the great idea.
    Lynn, thank you for bringing out the fact that the last line of the little song shows God’s love for us. That makes the devotional even more meaningful to me.
    Heather, I appreciate how you said you love even the “weed flowers.” There are so many scattered here and there, and so easily missed. I am one who will be walking along with my husband, and will stop suddenly to show him a small yellow, and/or other colored little flower growing all by itself. Thanks, Heather for sharing with me.
    Beth, I have received my share of dandelion bouquets, myself. And, they all meant so much because my dear little ones were thinking of me when they picked them. The funny thing is, my husband gets excited each Spring when he sees the first pretty yellow dandelion flowers. He loves them! When others are trying to kill them off with weed killer, he would leave them there. We live in a condo, so we have to take whatever the association chooses for us – and that is to have NO dandelions growing in our yard. Thank you also for your sweet comment about me. I think of you in the same way – knowing you just a wee bit from being on chat with you.
    Faye, you can’t know how much I needed to hear someone tell me right now that I am a “beautiful creation.” I know in my heart I am, and that God made me just as I am, but I tend to forget at times when I look in a mirror, or feel in my body the way I do right now. Thank you all so much for your encouragement. In His love ~ Alice

  6. Hi Alice

    Thanks for this lovely devotional. I have read and reread it as it is so touching and is how I feel.

    I assume because of all your health problems God has given you this insight. It brought tears to my eyes that someone else gets it as to how one feels with Invisible illness.

    Take Care
    Lorna.

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