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Simply Sacred

     A lonely ivy is the sole survivor of a slew of house plants. My love of flowers did not bestow a green thumb; just as my love of song did not award me a voice. Yet, spring has bloomed early, and I wanted to participate. I decided a bouquet would be a nice start versus the commitment of another doomed potted plant. Normally I opt for a bright mixture of vibrant lilies, carnations, and delphinium. This time I was drawn to the simplicity of baby's breath and eucalyptus; although these two are often used as fillers they possess a simple elegance on their own.  

    Recently, I was tasked with explaining the concept of identity to children. I was reminded that identity can easily be confused with personality, achievement, status, or the like. True identity is our most basic self. The example I mustered was to think of a newborn baby. The baby has not done or said anything yet is greatly loved, celebrated, and cared for by loved ones. How much more our Heavenly Father loves, celebrates, and cares for us! Whittle all the complexity of life down and identity comes down to just that: being a child of God. Just like baby's breath there is a sacred simplicity to the relationship of infant and father.

    I have decided to be reminded of this sacred connection with every new sprout of the season.

     

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