Today I had the privilege of spending a couple hours in Hannibal, MO, with our summer intern, Rebekah. She’ll be leaving in a few days. VBS and camps are finished, and it was time for a bit of Sabbath rest enjoying God’s goodness along the river.
Near the banks of the Mississippi, we strolled down to a statue of Samuel Clemens which was surrounded by several flower gardens. Despite a summer of both flooding and a bit of drought, the flowers were doing quite nicely. We stumbled across the bed pictured above noticing the small, yet beautiful flowers and commenting on the fact that they were nestled among the weeds.
It struck me that as moms we can be tempted to forget that beautiful things can grow up among the weeds in our lives. What I mean is that, God is more than able to work in spite of our imperfections. Our children can grow–bloom even–despite the imperfect conditions we may present for them.
Now, I’m not suggesting that we throw all caution to the wind and not being careful or intentional about the things we do or say or teach our children. I am simply suggesting that we can rest assured that the God of the Universe can and will work in our children while He is working in us.
And that truth, like a walk by the river, is a very restful thing to experience. Flowers among the weeds, who knew?