I had thought to get some photos of something other than trees and flowers, just for variety, but somehow I ended up with all flowers. Perhaps I am still enchanted by the newness of them, the winter did seem very long there at the end, or maybe its more than that.The intricacy of God's design amazes me; from the beginning of creation, even before Adam was breathed into life, the stars were set in motion so that three wise men would be lead to Bethlehem. And yet we have no need to look to the stars for signs of His existence, His presence can be made clear in a simple flower. Large or small they are each delicately formed to fulfill the tasks they were designed for. They feed insects of many sorts while preparing for their own next generation. And yet for all that they are purely functional they are also incredibly beautiful. The variety in color, shape, and size is beyond cataloging. I know of no culture in history that hasn't had some regard for flowers. I really don't see how there could be one unless they have no flowers at all.
Really I think flowers must be reason enough to find the idea of evolution to be a ridiculous one. How could something so delicate have evolved from, well, nothing much at all? And with so many creatures depending on a simple flower it seems strange that it should have come about without careful thought and planing. Every thing in our world is so delicately balanced that it couldn't passably be an accident.
Its a little like learning about a painter from studying his work I suppose, you could easily learn a great deal about the artist from the way he paints and the subjects he chooses. But most of us don't study art much. I appreciate God's work enough to recognise it but I don't know nearly enough to truly comprehend its every meaning. But then we never really will understand it all will we? But we can love it, love Him, more for what we do know. And really is it so very hard to love the one who created flowers?
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