I call this sketch, “Tiny Gems”. These flowers are about the size of your little fingernail. These are either weeds or wildflowers. They are only noticeable if you take the time to look for them. Our neighbor cultivates the Little Birds, but the rest were found along paths in parks.
Perhaps these tiny blossoms or their leaves or roots have a known reason for existence, but to most of us who notice them, they are just pretty and intriguing for their intricacy.
Like the leaves I painted last week, I see God’s handiwork in these tiny flowers. Then I remember Psa. 103:15-18. “The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field, the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord’s love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children’s children with those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts”.
We can just live our little life like grass, and then be blown away and remembered no more. Or we can honor God, remember his precepts and treasure his covenant with us in Jesus. We can know and share His love and live eternally with Him. Wow, what a big lesson from such tiny gems.