September 13, 2025
I have a glider swing out back, facing my woods. It’s my place to ponder in the early morning, to think about who I am and how God and I relate to each other.
This morning the white cosmos were hanging over the path, clearly right in front of me. The awesomeness of each pure white bloom, shimmering in the early morning sun caught my attention. As my gaze took in the rest of my garden I was a bit overcome with the diversity of God. Why did He make all these flowers? So many different kinds. Ten could have been good enough, well maybe 50. But all over the world there are probably tens of thousands of different flowers. All majestic in the variety of colors and size. Some replicating by seed, others by spreading their roots. Some last through the winter, some are one big splash for a time and then they are done. It boggles my mind to think of it all.
And then I think about the why? Why did God do this, all these differing kinds when half as many would have been fine. Maybe He wanted to show us how extravagantly He loves us. Maybe He didn’t want us to ever be bored and forget about Him, I don’t know!
But I know He did do it just for us. Just for me. And for you. Here is my very feeble attempt to capture the moment and bring it into my Art Journal.
Wildly Clara 
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