I looked out towards the front ditch and saw them; little blue and white buds swaying in the noonday sunlight on fragile stems as the spring winds came in from grassy angles. Tiny yellow cups soon joined in the dance, wrapping themselves around each other like old friends on a picnic in June. Their florid movements resonated beauty and wonder in my mind as these small flowers bore witness to their Creator “for since the creation of the world His invisible attributes, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen, being understood through what has been made, so that they [mankind] are without excuse.” Rom. 1:20 When we view God’s creation we clearly see His divinity and majestic power, even in the smallest of things. Even in weeds. Even in mere grassy columns that get mowed down each week as part of our lawn maintenance rituals.
Last week, my six year old daughter proudly marched inside the house with a fist full of weeds. Each of them yanked from the same front lawn area by our drainage ditch and each of them a beautiful display of creation. Ruby quickly gave them to her mother with a childlike grin saying, “Here mom! These are for you! I picked them all by myself.” We promptly put them in a vase and centered it on the table while her older sister walked in and barked loudly, “Those aren’t real flowers, they’re weeeeds!” Weeds indeed; but these seemingly worthless ditch flowers are a gift from God designed to teach us about His mercy for they remind us that even in the discarded grass His love towards man blossoms. Even in the temporary flora and soon-to-be-destroyed greenery we can see His provision and compassion.
Jesus spoke of the grassy flowers while giving us an antidote to anxiety and worry in Matthew’s gospel. “And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life? And why are you worried about clothing? Observe how the lilies of the field grow; they do not toil nor do they spin, yet I say to you that not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, will He not much more clothe you? You of little faith!” Matt. 6:27-30
God’s earthly provision in grace amidst a temporal and sin-cursed life can be found in a mere weed. In the easily overlooked grass He is showing us His majesty and His mercy. The voice of the ultimate sacrifice of His only begotten Son at Calvary’s cross rides providentially on the winds that blow through the common places that we drive past each and every day. As the author of the book of Hebrews exhorts us, “If today you hear His voice… harden not your hearts.”