An Allegory of Survival: A Flower in the Desert
There was a beautiful flower that flourished in the desert. God loved her as if she was the only one in existence, as the center of His universe. She loved Him as well day and night, for He was her Creator. One day, she met a handsome plant. He appeared to be a gentleman, and convinced the flower that he too, loved God, the Creator. They quickly bonded in love and became as one. She loved him as God had shown her how to truly love another.
As time passed, confusion rose and distorted the flower’s perception of the plant. Gradually, she began to feel sad and weak, and didn’t understand why. The handsome plant made many promises, but never followed thru. He extracted the best of the flower’s love. He never gave anything in return, but watched the flower fall. The plant’s intention was to grow stronger, so that others could give him glory and more power. While the flower gave of herself endlessly, she lost her nutrients and the will to live. Her beauty withered from the inside out, and could no longer find her smile.
She felt sad and alone, and believed no one could help her or understand her. The plant would laugh and mock at her regardless of the state she was in. She knew deep in her heart that this couldn’t continue. She began to see his true colors, that he wasn’t so green after all. She finally admitted he was a weed. “Why?” She would ask the weed, “Why do you hurt me like this?, we could have grown and bloomed together”. But the weed never gave a clear answer. He was happy being a weed. Now all the flower had was the weed’s overpowering shade. She lived in darkness. She felt cold, numb and all her fragrance was gone. She didn’t feel like a flower at all. Life was slipping thru her petals, and time was running short. Her death was around the corner and feared she could no longer take care of the little flowers of her own. Something needed to be done.
There was no strength left in her to change the situation, and the weed didn’t care for her fate. So she cried out with a loud voice, hoping that her Creator would hear. She cried in the midst of despair and helplessness. She hoped that her God would come quickly to her aid, and He did. He inclined His ear as she prayed from the miry clay. The flower asked Him to help her, protect her and remove her darkness.
Her most wonderful and caring Creator was eagerly waiting for this day. He wanted to rescue her. So He gently replied that He would help her and would set her free from bondage. He reminded her with anticipation, that yanking the weed from her life would surely hurt, for his roots were entangled with hers.
God willingly and lovingly embraced her pain, and caught all her tears. He explained that her healing would take time. He promised to mend her brokenness, restore her health and keep her in a safe warm garden, where she could begin to live all over again. He reminded her that only His unconditional and perfect love, could make her truly complete, and that one day she would see much clearly and know the difference between a weed and an honorable plant.
With her Creator by her side, her strength, beauty and fragrance began to double. She depended on Him for all her needs and her joy was overflowing. His shadow protected her from harm, and He caused her to shine in His sun. She grew in grace and sang like never before. She matured and lived her life in abundance, holding on to all of His promises. She loved being loved, and always looked to Him, for she was the center of His Universe. Many flowers saw her, and wanted what she had. She became an instrument of His love and told others that they too are unique and loved in His eyes. This truth pleased Him and gave Him glory.
Now she is happy and her unfeigned smile has returned. She will never be afraid again, not even of death itself, for her life is in His hands and she trusts Him. Her Creator, Jesus Christ, has whispered many times to his flower, “I am the God who sees”. He has told her, and she is persuaded, that one day she will be transferred to a Heavenly Garden at the end of her life span. And in that Heavenly place, the flower will abide with Him forever, where no weeds can ever enter.
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. (Jeremiah 29:11)
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By one of our readers. Many thanks to her.