Consider the lilies of the field.

One more chapter to finish. πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‰

Honestly, I have, to the best that I can, tried to squeeze in finishing this read in between thesis, and work, and other life things for more than a year already (the bookmarks date back to March 2017).

And I should say that life is also such a tedious novel that requires an awful lot of patience, and perseverance, and right timings.

A book finds rhythm in you, really, and I swear to the book gods and spirits, that you cannot finish a book if it ain’t the right time yet.

So here was one part that has particularly kept me thinking, and it goes:

“All things fall and are built again. Ancient glittering eyes. This was wisdom. People had been raging and weeping and destroying things for centuries and wailing about their puny individual lives, when – what was the point? All this useless sorrow?Β Consider the lilies of the field.Β Why did anyone every worry about anything? Weren’t we, as sentient beings, put upon this earth to be happy, in the brief time allotted to us?”

Consider the lilies of the field.

And as with any good line that sticks to you, whether they have made you mindF’d for a minute, or you think you have heard or read it somewhere before, you look it up on google and see where it is from, right? Coz that’s what I’d usually do.

And I was surprised to find out that this line is from the master speaker / writer, Jesus, himself when he gave his sermon on the mount.

I think this also comes as a useful point of reflection amid this crazy time of chaos and turmoil, and vicious cycles where people do not learn from history, and where false prophets and skewed ideologies are conveniently subscribed to.

Life now has become so seemingly fast and beyond anybody’s control, where everyday is an endless race and everywhere you go there is real and imminent danger.

Consider the lilies of the field,
how they grow;
they toil not, neither do they spin.

I read the whole of that gospel passage and I sleep tonight reassured, (and happy after watching the world cup, that is πŸ˜‹) as I do wish to tell you the same thing:

Β Be not therefore anxious for the morrow: for the morrow will be anxious for itself. (Mt.6:34)

Although you might understand that this does not mean trusting your whole life completely to the unknown mysteries of this universe.

I think what God is trying to tell us is that as sentient beings, we should know when to labor, and toil and think about the future, and also know when to kneel down and raise your two hands up in surrender, and say, “I cannot do this on my own, Father, so I lift all of these up to you.”

And then again, in those other times when you feel crippled with fear, and worry, and anxiety for the all too many things that come into your life all together, remember to always
consider the lilies of the field, my friend, and how they bloom and wilt and bloom again in God’s perfect order of seasons.

Consider the lilies of the field. 😊


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