Consider the Lilies

•February 21, 2013 • Leave a Comment

28 ‘And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labour or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendour was dressed like one of these.

And so the book moves on to the next picture, Consider the Lilies, which can be seen here, at the top of page 2.

To reflect first on the picture.  Christ is in a field of wild flowers.  They look to me like daisies and a dandelion for good measure, much less exotic and more grounded in everyday English life than lilies.  These are not plants whose cultivation has been carefully thought out and planned.  They are just there, seeds blown on the wind, or dropped by birds.  But that seems to give them no less value.  Jesus is not admiring them from afar, wandering through the field.  He has got down on his hands and knees to carefully observe them.  No doubt to enjoy their beauty, their fragrance, to see the minute detail, the intricate pattern each one has.

However random these flowers appear, they are beautiful, they are cared about by God, Christ himself is interested in them.

These verses come within a passage about worry, or rather lack of worry:

Worry

25 I tell you not to worry about your life. Don’t worry about having something to eat, drink, or wear. Isn’t life more than food or clothing? 26 Look at the birds in the sky! They don’t plant or harvest. They don’t even store grain in barns. Yet your Father in heaven takes care of them. Aren’t you worth more than birds?

27 Can worry make you live longer? 28 Why worry about clothes? Look how the wild flowers grow. They don’t work hard to make their clothes. 29 But I tell you that Solomon with all his wealth wasn’t as well clothed as one of them. 30 God gives such beauty to everything that grows in the fields, even though it is here today and thrown into a fire tomorrow. He will surely do even more for you! Why do you have such little faith?

31 Don’t worry and ask yourselves, “Will we have anything to eat? Will we have anything to drink? Will we have any clothes to wear?” 32 Only people who don’t know God are always worrying about such things. Your Father in heaven knows that you need all of these. 33 But more than anything else, put God’s work first and do what he wants. Then the other things will be yours as well.

34 Don’t worry about tomorrow. It will take care of itself. You have enough to worry about today.

With Jesus taking such careful interest in wild flowers, how much more we can be assured he takes a careful interest in our lives.  He is not far off, admiring from a distance, but crouched down among us, absorbed and attentive – noticing, caring, loving. You and me.

This year for Lent, I am reading Christ in the Wilderness by Bishop Stephen Cottrell, published by SPCK, reflecting on Stanley Spencer’s paintings of that title.

I’m not necessarily going to blog every day on it, just when something leaps out at me – and they will be thoughts rather than full blog posts

Mother Hen

•February 21, 2013 • 1 Comment

I guess we all want to be safe.  To know that there is somewhere we can be secure, and free from harm.  To know that there is someone we can trust to keep us safe.  A haven of shelter and refuge.

Luke 13:31-35

Jesus and Herod

31 At that time some Pharisees came to Jesus and said, “You had better get away from here! Herod wants to kill you.”

32 Jesus said to them:

Go tell that fox, “I am going to force out demons and heal people today and tomorrow, and three days later I’ll be through.” 33 But I am going on my way today and tomorrow and the next day. After all, Jerusalem is the place where prophets are killed.

Jesus Loves Jerusalem

34 Jerusalem, Jerusalem! Your people have killed the prophets and have stoned the messengers who were sent to you. I have often wanted to gather your people, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings. But you wouldn’t let me. 35 Now your temple will be deserted. You won’t see me again until the time when you say,

“Blessed is the one who comes
in the name of the Lord.”

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A hen gathers her chicks under her wings for safety.  There they are safe from harm and danger.  Close where she can shield them from danger and watch over them.

Jesus knows there is danger coming.  That there are those who wants rid of him.  But his response still is to care for those who need him, those who don’t understand, those who haven’t listened.

Jesus wants to gather the people to himself – but they won’t let him.  He wanted to offer them safety and security, but they thought they knew better and rejected his peace and security.

What a wonderful picture it is of God wanting to gather us safe under his wings.  I can live with that idea of God.  To know that in him there is safety and security from the storms of life.  In him is someone I can always turn to and know there will be shelter and warmth.  God wants to hold us that close.

Do we let him?  Or do we want to run away?  To find our own ways of protection?

Will I find the safety and security I long for in the arms of God, sheltering under his wing?

Lord,

I need peace

and safety.

Thank you

that Jesus longs to gather us

as a hen gather her chicks

in the safety of her wing.

I come to you,

ready to be surrounded by your arms

of security and love,

and there I rest

Open Living

•February 20, 2013 • 1 Comment

We too can be open to God (p37)

Stephen Cottrell suggests this may be what Paul means when  he says,

17 Pray without ceasing (1 Thessalonians 5:17)

being open to God, not just when we feel like it, or remember, but all the time, receiving the energy we need.

A flower doesn’t open up its petals just when it is feeling tired, or in need of sunshine, it is always wide open, “constantly replenishing”.

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Prayer can so easily become a burden if it’s something we feel we “have to do”, something to be “got on with”. But what if we can live our lives in a reaching out to God?  In an openness to what he is giving and saying and doing?  Again moving away from the “shopping list”, and just spending time “being” with God.  Perhaps that is something that can be done constantly. Living openly, being open to God, that the whole of our life might be, as Cottrell says, prayer-full.

Lord,

I open myself to you

as a way of living;

spending time with you

soaking up your life,

your love,

your peace;

hearing your voice;

being replenished

in and through you

This year for Lent, I am reading Christ in the Wilderness by Bishop Stephen Cottrell, published by SPCK, reflecting on Stanley Spencer’s paintings of that title.

I’m not necessarily going to blog every day on it, just when something leaps out at me – and they will be thoughts rather than full blog posts