Peace in the Midst of Storm

Ever seen lilies live? Unfortunately I haven't been lucky enough so I surfed for their pictures to adorn my computer screen. Lilies are as beautiful as they sound and I've read how even King Solomon arrayed in all his splendid robes never looked as magnificent as them lilies.

This morning I woke up to some not-so-great news about my financial standing. Its been a few ongoing days and sad news has been my one constant companion. To make things worse a terrible mood swing set in and all the optimism I stored up for the gray days vanished. I suddenly saw only closed doors and darkness all around. I did not hope for a ray of light to lead me because I had totally discounted all possibilities of goodness coming my way anymore. Should I go back to bed and sleep longer or should I just get on with life?

Two hours later I was awake again. Hope had still not dawned; it only sounded like unicorns in never never land. Tired and uninspired I opened my laptop. For once I was staring at the lilies on my screen - so small yet so beautiful. Growing in fields they can probably be trampled down or plucked by anyone. Yet they grow unceasingly, beautiful to the beholder. They do not toil or spin to make themselves look better, no these mundane cares are not theirs. I drew back the curtains and took a glance of the morning sky. My house is surrounded by old trees and crazy sparrows. I wondered how these sparrows never stopped chirping despite the fear of vultures hovering over them.

The lilies and the tiny sparrows never cared. They were just living, living beautifully, nonchalantly. In this fast paced, selfish quest to reach somewhere in life did I forget to just let things be? Did I forget to embrace and not escape challenges scary and deep as the darkest valleys? I think I did.

The curtains were drawn back close and the laptop was shut. I staggered to the kitchen and sipped on some hot coffee. Suddenly I was thankful for the wallpaper, for Rhonda Byrnes for giving me far-flung hopes and improbable dreams and for Matthew 6.