I used to think Morning Glories were just a weed - a nondescript flowering vine to be pulled from a garden.
Now I want to grow them. In my yard.
I love everything about them.
Their colors.
Their leaves.
Their tenacity.
I've learned life lessons from them as I've spent time photographing them.
They seem to be a wise flower to me.
One of the first things I've noticed is that they can grow under some difficult circumstances.
These grow by a very busy road outside of my neighborhood.
Yet, they cheerfully waves to every passing car, whether the drivers or passengers notice or not.
And they don't mind growing on rusty fence posts or barbed wired.
It makes no difference to them.
But to me, it makes them stand out even more against such a harsh backdrop.
And then there are the leaves.
They're shaped like a heart.
A perfect heart.
Holding on tenaciously to the rusty fence.
Lovingly wrapping its tendrils around the barbed wire.
And that's when it hit me.
Truly, love conquers all. When it comes from God.
He loving wraps his arms around us when we're cranky, rusty, harsh.
He shows us by example how to love our enemies.
How to forgive others and ourselves.
How to grow and flourish where ever we're planted.
I love the idea of God wrapping his arms around me.
Walking with me in life.
I know he does.
I just love having a picture of that, playing out in my mind.
He wants to wrap his arms around you today, too.
Showing you what true love is.
I pray that you will feel his love today.
Mary
Love this - so much wisdom here!
ReplyDeleteI love seeing the lessons in what may be considered ordinary. Glad you enjoyed it!
DeleteI love morning glories too, Mary! What great comparisons to God's relationship with us. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteHe is very gracious to us, isn't he?
DeleteWhat a fun and oh so true course of symbolism you've taken with your post!! The harsh backdrop, and God wrapping his arms around us anyway is awesome.
ReplyDeleteThat's such a wonderful analogy of God's love for us, Mary! Your photos are beautiful, as always.
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