One of my favorite chores this time of year is watering all the flowers that call our front porch home. There are scores of blossoms – all with an insatiable thirst. I don't mind. It gives me an opportunity to enjoy the sunrise and listen to the birds.
This morning I noticed that the flowers in the picture above are following the sun. Almost all of the hundreds of little blossoms had their faces turned west.
How do plants and trees know to grow towards the light? How can something that looks so spindly and fragile bend and twist towards the nourishing rays of the afternoon sun?
All I can figure is that they possess some kind of intuitive wisdom to look up.
Perhaps the flowers on my porch have a lesson for me.
Psalm 121
1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
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