Wild Flowers and Memories

I was so excited when I looked out in the horse pasture the other day to discover a clump of daisies growing. Daisies have always been my favorite flower. I knew I wasn’t going to run out into the horse pasture to dig up these daisies, so I did the next best thing, grabbed my camera to capture their beauty.

Our neighbor suddenly came out, thinking I was crazy, and asked what I had just taken a picture of. I can only imagine what might have been going through his mind since these beauties were sitting in the middle of the horse pasture. We had a good laugh anyway.

Now on to the fondest memory I have of my wild flowers. When my kids were younger we moved into a home where the front door looked out across a span of grass that disappeared into a full wooded piece of property. When we first moved in I spread wild flower seeds all over from the edge of our lawn to the trees, but they never grew.

One year we had a fire storm come through, that scorched all the trees and the land right up to our lawn. Two trees were left untouched by the fires, they sat on a natural little hill at the edge of our lawn. We decided that following spring in an effort to clean up some of the burned, scorch ground to expand our lawn on out to these two trees.

I woke one morning and was observing how fast our new grass was growing, when suddenly I spied my daisies growing throughout the new grass. I guess you know that when my husband came home he was pretty upset to discover me with shovel in hand out rescuing all my daisies from his newly planted grass. He finally gave in and helped in my efforts. We moved all the wild daisies to the hill where the two pine trees stood, and made a stone walk way through the center.

This post comes on the heals of all the fires that are burning in Montana, Colorado, and Wyoming. Much landscape has been burned and scorched by these fires. Homes have been lost. Yet, I know for as hard as it is fire is a natural act of Mother Nature in rejuvenating the land. Seeds that were dropped on these lands but never could take hold of before, will suddenly take root, and sprout brand new trees, flowers and grasses. This really reminds me of what the Bible says about sowing seeds in Mathew 13: 1-8

13 That same day Jesus went out of the house and sat by the lake. ² Such large crowds gathered around him that he got into a boat and sat in it, while all the people stood on the shore. ³ Then he told them many things in parables, saying: “A farmer went out to sow his seed. ⁴ As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path, and the birds came and ate it up. ⁵ Some fell on rocky places, where it did not have much soil. It sprang up quickly, because the soil was shallow. ⁶ But when the sun came up, the plants were scorched, and they withered because they had no root. ⁷ Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up and choked the plants. ⁸ Still other seed fell on good soil, where it produced a crop—a hundred, sixty or thirty times what was sown.

Sometimes even in the worse of times, and these horrible acts of Mother Nature, with all the destruction that lays in the aftermath, we can see glimpses of God’s work, conditioning the soil, conditioning the hearts of men and women. Planting seeds.