“The Earth Laughs in Flowers-” Ralph Waldo Emerson
Okay.
There are days that have burdened me with unbearable sadness.
Days in recent months that convinced me that I could never possibly find joy again.
Joy can come in unexpected moments.
This morning rather than sitting in a brick and mortar church I went for a Sunday drive and headed out of the city down a secondary backroad that ran parallel to an old railroad track. Old farmhouses and an industrial park and untended farm fields lined either side of the road as I drove along in the early morning hours.
Ah! In the distance, to my right I saw a field glistening with lemony yellow sunflowers lifting their deep green stalks towards the turquoise summer sky.
In stunned silence, I thought it was an illusion.
But, alas, God has crowned his earth with beauty so perfect and so complete that it leaves us speechless.
So, I walked among the lemony yellow sunflowers and the fields of pink zinnias, yellow and orange marigolds, and white and pink snapdragons.
Standing among the glorious flowers I envisioned that heaven must look exactly like this glorious garden. I found out that a family of farmers cultivate the flowers along with watermelons, cantaloupes and a variety of vegetables.
They allow visitors to cut a bouquet of flowers (for a minimum price, of course).
I collected a variety of flowers and now that bouquet is beautifully adorning my dining room table. Every time I look at it I will be reminded of just how beautiful this world is; I will be reminded that joy can come in unexpected moments.
I will be reminded of how my heart healed and laughed at that tiny joyous sparkle of roadside beauty.
Indeed Emerson was correct when he noted that the earth laughs in flowers.
The earth in its beauty brings laughter to our hearts and heals our suffering souls.
So, go for a drive and seek out the little roadside surprises that await.
Be watchful of unexpected blessings.
I feel blessed by this day. I feel blessed by this day that God has made.
I feel joy in my heart and I can face whatever is coming in my life because I know there will always be flowers blooming in the rich dark soil.
And I can always take a Sunday drive.
Jenny W. Andrews copyright 2024