Flowers Fall


Walking along a wooden deck that defined a nature trail, I was interested in seeing everything along the way.

The skies were filled with clouds and a storm was brewing.

I knew at any time I might have to turn back.

In the vividness that is created when afternoon skies grow dark, I noticed a brightly colored petal lying on the deck boards in front of me.

So vibrantly yellow, its presence could hardly be missed.

Where did it come from?

I began to look around to find out.

Nearby, a tree adorned with similar petals grew above the trail.

At some point, several of the petals would release and the deck would be covered.

Many things don’t last in this life.

Flowers are a classic example of that fact.

God, however, will never cease to exist.

His word will continue forever.

Isn’t there comfort in these words?

“All people are like grass,
    and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.
 The grass withers and the flowers fall,
    because the breath of the Lord blows on them.
    Surely the people are grass.
 The grass withers and the flowers fall,
    but the word of our God endures forever.”

–from Isaiah 40:6-8

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