THEY are early this year and we all love spring’s display of bluebells.
Rosie and I have been longing for them to bless us with their display — willing them to explode into their blue carpet, under beech tree green. Finally, they are springing up all over the place.
Patience is not something I was gifted at from birth but we do simply have to wait for the bluebells to come when they decide it is time.
Â More often than we imagine, we need patience to hear and discover things God has in mind for us. We exist in an on-demand, fast-food, delivery tomorrow kind of a world so we often forget that patience is not a bad thing to have and to be comfortable with.
Â I remember a Peanuts cartoon strip in which Lucy walks up to her friend Charlie Brown and does something unusual for her.
She says: “I love you”. Charlie Brown responds: “No you don’t” and each time Lucy answers a little louder: “Yes I do, I really love you!”
But Charles Brown has been rejected so many times he keeps saying that it can’t be true.
At the end of the strip, Lucy has reached the limit of her patience and she screams out in a loud voice: “Hey stupid, I love you.”
Maybe, just maybe, God has been telling you He loves you for years but you are a little like Charlie Brown?
Next time you pass by some bluebells, remember: instead of looking at the fashions, walk out into the fields and look at the wildflowers. They never primp or shop, but have you ever seen colour and design quite like it? The 10 best-dressed men and women in the country look shabby alongside them.
“If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers — most of which are never even seen — don’t you think he’ll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you?”