We had a delightful surprise today. Around the mailbox at the home of our son and daughter-in-love are crocus flowers. The home is new to them, so every season will have some landscape surprises.
The house previously belonged to an elderly gentleman who lived on his own. Perhaps his wife planted the crocus years ago. The blooms were white and looked joyful as they were pressing through the dirt.
The crocus are always some of the first blooms of spring. I have seen them pop up through the snow. Today, they were bathing in the warm March afternoon, reaching for the sun as they emerged.
The scripture that came to mind today is about the lilies of the field. Crocus are not lilies. they are even more carefree and less tended. If the lilies trust God for all they need, the crocus is the impatient child that jumps in before checking the temperature of the waters.
"Can all your worries add a single moment to your life?“ And why worry about your clothing? Look at the lilies of the field and how they grow. They don’t work or make their clothing, yet Solomon in all his glory was not dressed as beautifully as they are." -Matthew 6:27-26
Spring hasn't quite sprung... but the crocus confirms that the worst of winter is behind us. Let the earth reflect his glory... one precious bloom at a time.
Today, I am grateful for the crocus.