2 Timothy 1:3-4 NIV – I thank God, whom I serve, as my ancestors did, with a clear conscience, as night and day I constantly remember you in my prayers. Recalling your tears, I long to see you, so that I may be filled with joy.
It wasn’t so long ago that we celebrated Mother’s Day. I received a lovely bouquet of flowers from my husband Drew. I could tell he hand selected each and every flower that went into the bouquet. When he presented me with the flowers a smile filled with joy appeared on his face.
As the days passed I was able to see, smell and relish in the beauty of the flowers. Each time I looked at them I was reminded of my husband and our relationship. One morning I realized some of the flowers were beginning to wilt away. I pruned and refreshed the water for those remaining. I sat at the dining room table looking at the beauty of the flowers remaining and looking at the petals that were fading and would soon be falling off. In those moments of mediation, reflection and sitting in the stillness I thought about the bouquet that God has presented me with. Instantly I was reminded of some of the people that had passed in previous months.
Each person that has walked into my life over the years is like a flower in a bouquet . Each have spirits of joy that make me smile, laugh and grow. They each hold a special place in my life and heart. I thought about how God might have felt when he began to put together my bouquet. The realization struck me that for some of the flowers/people who have touched me and gifted me I may not have ever told them how much I appreciate them.
I thought of my Aunt Lela, Uncle Greg, and my son’s barber Shay Each and every one of these people were like flowers in my bouquet . I did not tell them the last time I saw them or spoke with them how much I enjoyed them and how they impacted my life and my family’s life in such major ways. I was reminded of all we shared in both the good times and the bad times, the support they offered and the support I offered back. I had taken my bouquet of flowers of family and friends for granted.
Just like the bouquet of flowers that my husband presented me with people are only here for a moment in time and you don’t know when that flower will wilt or pass away. Each of these people I was blessed to speak to only hours or a couple of days before their passing. I never took the time to tell them thank you or how much they meant to me.
As I reflect on the colorful bouquets of people God has gifted me with, I will treat them like my beautiful bouquet of flowers. I no longer will just look at the flowers but I will begin to water them and smell them And enjoy them to the fullest, be thankful and grateful for the flowers that God has given me and continues to place in my life.
Thank you for being such a wonderful and understanding God. I ask that you be with me as I go through the week and that I will remember to take time to let someone know I appreciate them.