It’s spring here in Central Texas and that means bluebonnets!!
Our lovely state flower is in full bloom and welcomes us on almost every roadside, grassy hill, pasture, and field.
If you aren’t from Texas, I’ll quickly tell you about a little tradition we natives have. Each spring you
should must have your photo taken amid the gorgeous blanket of blue blooms. Can you imagine a more quaint Easter gift to Grandma than a precious photo of your little ones among these wildflowers in their Sunday best? If she’s a native Texan, she could place that shot in an album next to the photo her mother took of her in the bluebonnets when she was a girl. 🙂
Rarely, you may see a bluebonnet that has mutated into another shade. My middle daughter snapped the attached photo of these delicate pale pink bluebonnets that sprouted up in a neighbor’s yard. My oldest daughter recently stumbled upon some that were in a rich shade somewhere between lavender and wine.
My children have always loved this Texas flower. They occasionally pick them and make small bouquets and even inspect them (and yes, according to the Texas Department of Public safety the rampant old myth is not true and picking bluebonnets is not illegal). They’ve even discovered a little “claw” inside each petal that resembles that of a cat.
Each year, despite how favorable the conditions were, bluebonnets always appear. I have never yet seen a year with absolutely no bluebonnets. At the first sight of its blooms after winter has ended, I feel a leap in my heart because it’s as if God handed me flowers… and a promise that spring is here to stay. Despite the chill and dreariness of winter, new life emerges with the touch of His hand and the rays of His Son.
God sends me a colorful message that He always provides. I have nothing to fear; nothing to worry about.
We have considered the bluebonnets.
And they are so beautiful.
And the One who sends them? Incomparably more so!
“Can any of you add a cubit to his height by worrying? If then you’re not able to do even a little thing, why worry about the rest? Consider how the wildflowers grow: They don’t labor or spin thread. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was adorned like one of these! If that’s how God clothes the grass, which is in the field today and is thrown into the furnace tomorrow, how much more will He do for you—you of little faith?” (Luke 12:25-28, HCSB)
How does God remind you that He always provides?