Featherfew

I love flowers more than almost anything on God's green earth.

Sunflowers have been my favorite flowers for as long as I can remember. They've always meant something more to me than just being a flower. I always saw them as an intimate and unique symbol and connection between me and God. Sunflowers are bright and big and bold. And they always face the sun. I love that. They're eye catching and different. I want to be like a sunflower. Bright and bold and beautiful. And I always want to be facing the Son. I love them so much.

There's no way I'm replacing them, but a new flower has definitely come up on my radar that means something to me.

Featherfew.

Featherfew is one of the many wildflowers that grow in wastelands and barren soil. Despite inhospitable conditions, they thrive along roadsides, in vacant lots, even through sidewalk cracks. Humbly, perenially, without comfort, fine breeding or cultivation, they bring rich color, sweet fragrance, and simple beauty into the world. And, they bring healing. Featherfew, in particular, is known for calming distress and lifting low spirits. Like tenacious wildflowers, the gifts of Featherfew are humbly designed to bring into the world a small measure of healing and joy. Featherfew shares in the vision of a world growing in peace with an appreciation of the dignity of all people and the goodness of all creation. They're also bright and beautiful and different. I love when God makes things work in places that they shouldn't. It doesn't make any sense that these flowers would grow where and how they do. And yet they grow. And they're beautiful. I want to be like Featherfew. I want to grow in places that the world sees, or even sometimes I see, as impossible or hard or desolate. I want to bring simple beauty to wastelands. I want to bring healing to the world. Not necessarily through big acts. In the small things too. I want to bring rich color to a world that can be so black and white and grey sometimes. I want to be a sweet fragrance, as Jesus calls me to be.

But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of him. For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the one we are the smell of death; to the other, the fragrance of life. And who is equal to such a task? 

2 Corinthians 2:14-16

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