It was the kind of day where the world feels harsh and hostile. I felt small and my problems felt catastrophic. That moment when I realized the bin containing all my summer clothes had most likely been taken to Goodwill (unintentionally, of course) was only the tip of the ice berg. I couldn't even bear to think about it. Let's just say a new wardrobe is not in the budget right now. The timing of it all was the kind of thing that causes people to say, "When it rains, it pours." I grabbed my camera and hurried outside to find space to sift through all my heavy feelings and anxious thoughts. The boys were tying a rope to a bucket and hanging the bucket from a tree. Ava was in the tree patting together hay and grass and mud.
"Mama, I'm making a bird's nest."
As she balanced between tree limbs, Ava gently added more grass, a few sticks, and finally some bird seed. I was amazed. Her work was so loving and thoughtful, and it made her happy too. I continued to make photographs and let this sink in. I knew in that moment we weren't the only ones working--God was working too.
That evening as I studied my photos, I remembered: "Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?"
The next day when I was at Trader Joe's with all the children, a small bunch of lilies caught my eye. $2.99? While a new wardrobe isn't in the budget, I could afford this splash of beauty. Once at home I pulled out my finest vase. Of course the lilies fit perfectly. I took them to my room, because they were telling me something. They were telling me to release my worries and breathe in the aroma of beauty. It's going to be okay. I'm in good hands.