I love tiger lilies, those bright orange wildflowers splashing color at random along any given roadside during the summer months. My dad was a good one for digging up and replanting wildflowers, and when I expressed a liking for these, he readily obliged.
Now I have a hankering for some and have been eyeing up several clumps along my morning commute. And in doing so, I’ve noticed something I’ve missed all these years: the lilies sleep at night! Yep, at 7:00 in the morning, they’re barely open. That brought to mind an old song we used to sing in church: Consider The Lilies, based on Matthew 6:28-30:
And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Not only do they not worry about what to wear, they know when to pack it in. They stop. They rest. They don’t have to be blooming twenty-four hours nonstop. Imagine that! Out of thousands of possibilities, the one flower that Jesus urged his followers to observe just so happens to be one with many qualities we can take heed of. (Although I’m sure it might not have been exactly this species or kind of lily). All the more reason to allow myself to be distracted by their beauty!