Littered with Blossoms

And Jonathan, Saul’s son, rose and went to David at Horesh, and strengthened his hand in God. And he said to him, ‘Do not fear.'” “Whoever brings blessing will be enriched, and one who waters will himself be watered.” Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body.” The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control.” 1 Samuel 23:16-17; Proverbs 11:25; 16:24; Galatians 5:22-23

I do not cease to give thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers, that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give you the Spirit of wisdom and of revelation in the knowledge of him, having the eyes of your hearts enlightened, that you may know what is the hope to which he has called you, what are the riches of his glorious inheritance in the saints and what is the immeasurable greatness of his power toward us who believe.” Let brotherly love continue. Do not neglect to show hospitality… Do not neglect to do good and to share what you have, for such sacrifices are pleasing to God. Pray for us.” Ephesians 1:16-19; Hebrews 13:1-2,16,18

Gliding along this morning, I could not help but smile at the fuchsia blossoms littering the cool, blue-green surface. Wind from last night had fingered bougainvillea at the cove’s edge and strewn its blooms extravagantly across the water, dotting the early hour with bright cheer. ‘I want to do that today,’ I thought, ‘Litter lives with blossoms.’


There are many small things that we can do to add cheer and color to others’ lives. Give a smile. Send a message that says I am thinking of you and thankful for you today. Offer a written or spoken prayer over them. place at their front door a bag of cookies, tomatoes or herbs from the garden, a bowl of strawberries, a jelly jar of flowers from the yard. When we get caught in the sticky web of self-interest or pity, we cut off the creative flow for others. Love meant for them gets bottled up for self, and grows stale; it’s not meant to be hoarded.

So how will I, this day, strengthen another’s hand, as Jonathan did for David? With whom will I share a calming word, specific encouragement, or a message that sweetens their soul? How am I watering to help others be refreshed, be strengthened, and grow? In what specific ways am I praying for and contributing to meet their needs? Are there imaginative ways to extend hospitality, even when we are separated physically– a welcoming ear and heart? A shared walk or meal by phone? A feast of love, care, interest?

Lord, You have strewn our days with Your glory, showing forth Your love for us in the beauties You display. Help me to scatter Your love abroad, to litter the lives of those around me with blossoms that reflect Your loveliness and grace. (Romans 5:5)

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