The Flowers of God

Among other awesome things at my mom's new house are these 3 really cool ponds (more like small lakes really). In one pond there are a TON of lily pads with flowers blooming on them. I've never actually seen lily pad flowers in real life. Pictures, yes. But never for real. They are so bright and colorful, all different shades of pink. I took many pictures of them because I couldn't stop looking at them. They were just so beautiful. They were all different but equally worthy of being admired.

I started to think about how God could create these perfect little flowers, that close up to the darkness of night, but stand wide open in the sunlight, bathing in the glory, unafraid and unhindered. How can it be that He would put so much beauty in to creating something so temporary, something that is here today and gone tomorrow. Interesting how God created these flowers to close to darkness, yet open to light.

That led me to imagine the infatuation that God has with us. That he loves to spend his day gazing at me, and you, and all of us, just as I was spending mine gazing at these flowers. How can it be that God sees me as beautiful and worthy of His affection?

If we really knew who God was, we would never stop praising Him. Oh that I could know Him more and more. Oh that I would become as infatuated with Him as He is with me. Oh that I would gaze at Him, meet with Him, spend time with Him, like I do to flowers, a mere fragment of His glorious beauty. Oh that I would never stop praising Him. Never stop.