Do the lilies of the field worry? No. I wish I could be one sometimes. They only have to worry about sun, rain, or an occational weed. Oh the ease in the life of a plant. I find it funny that Jesus compares our worry to the lilies of the field. Really? A delicate plant? A plant has not soul, feelings or mortgage for that matter. I just don’t get it. I am not a religious person, but I am spiritual. I only say that because I think most Christians get caught up in the religion of being a Christian and not the one on one spiritual side of it. If I did not have my relationship with Jesus, none of the past 5 years would have made any sense at all. God is only out for our best interests.
I woke up worried this morning, thinking about diapers and formula. Lilies don’t worry about diapers and formula. I was thinking, “How in the world am I going to pay for all this. . well how are WE going to pay for all this? I am in a partnership with my husband.” He would have laughed at me knowing what was going through my mind. Frank NEVER worries. He just always knows things are going to work out. I on the other hand worry, but then I have to remember that God has taken us this far. . .
I remember the day I found out adopting our baby was a slight possibility. No worry, just pure joy. I just kept thinking, “These kinds of things don’t happen to us! But as it turns out they do. Kind of amazing. So as I worry about how to pay for the rest of the adoption, child care, diapers and formula, I have to remember that above ALL, God is in control. Maybe that is why lilies are so calm and collected. They know that God will provide them with what they need to survive. As I type, the neighbor dog Lily just walked outside sending my dogs into a frenzy. Lily is a basset hound and the most laid back dog! She never worries when my dogs are barking and carrying on in an effort to get her attention. She never barks back, just whines a little and flips her tail around. I think I need more lilies in my life as a reminder . . .maybe I should go plant some.
