A Wildflower Garden

You know, it's funny how as you get older you discover things about yourself, that were there all the time, and then suddenly you realize who you are makes a little more sense...to yourself. Confused yet??? HA!
Anyway this past week as Christian was napping I was outside on the deck praying and completely enjoying the day. We have a bird house that has baby birds and I've so enjoyed watching the diligent mother bring her babies food. We have another bird's nest that was left from last year and another mommy bird is working so hard to get the nest "fluffed up" for her soon-to-be babies. She's constantly bringing mouthfuls of twigs and leaves to add to the pre-existing nest. Kelly joked and said, "yea, while the Daddy bird is out working hard all day the mommy bird is spending all the money to redecorate the bedroom"...(something I recently did ~smile~).
Anyway, back to my story... I was enjoying the sunshine and flowers and nature and started thinking of how I wanted my life to be like a wildflower garden. Of all the beautiful, well-thought out, lavish gardens I could choose my life to be like, I wanted wildflowers. There's something about a wildflower garden that makes me feel free. No expectations, just beauty springing up amidst the grass and weeds. Then I started thinking about how my life was already like a wildflower garden. I began to think of all the plans I'd made in the past and how God strategically and miraculously changed my plans to his plans and how marvelous his plans for me had been. This made me think of the unpredictability of wildflower gardens. I began to think about the hard lessons I've learned and have still yet to learn and compared those lessons to the grass and weeds in my garden growing alongside the beauty. I also thought thankfully about the joys I have everyday over the simple things in life and compared those to the simplicity of the wildflowers.
Some do all they can to become gardens in the most noble of places, planning each season to look and be the brightest, the hardiest, and to be recognized for their outstanding beauty and expense.
But I'm going to stop trying so hard. I want the freedom of not being and looking perfect all the time, I want the unpredictability in life because God's in control, I want to enjoy the simple rather than having to be more and more awed over the things of this world. Give me the middle of a country field where the Master Gardener and Christ Jesus can adorn me with grace and distinction for them alone. Give me a heart that seeks to be authentically beautiful!