Flowers or Fruit
The only sad part was that many of the flowers had fallen off and were being trampled on the track.
As I lamented the squished blossoms, God reminded me that the goal of the tree is the FRUIT not the FLOWER.
So, I began to reflect how I mix those up in my life. I really like the good stuff, the big blessings, the “flowers” and I don’t like letting go of them at all. But (metaphorically speaking) if I hold on to the flowers forever, I’m stunting my ability to bear fruit. Am I really more concerned with looking pretty? Do I mourn the flowers falling? Do I curse God because it’s easier to see the flower part, and sometimes not as quick and easy to see the fruit?
Wondering as I walk…