Tuesday, April 19, 2005

The Fading Flowers...

I was driving home the other day and passed a shop with a wagon out front full of flowers. It was a bright sunny day and all of the spring flowers are blooming in brilliant colors...yellow daffodils, pink tulips, purple crocus...it is gorgeous outside in Chicago in spring. But this wagon looked a little strange as I drove by so I slowed down. As I looked closer I realized that the flowers were not real. They were artificial and they had been outside so long in the sun that they had begun to fade. Next to the "real flowers" they just looked sad and fake.

It made me think. I have recently been in the company of two people who are compulsive liars. They make up these fantastic stories that are crafted in such a way to twist your heartstrings and get attention. There are many people who are fully sucked in to the drama in both of these people's lives. They are rallying around them and offering support and love. But there are a few of us who are standing back watching all of this happen - knowing that these are all lies that are made up. We have evidence that we have gathered when the first twinges of doubt crossed all of our minds that proves that these stories are false. And because we know the truth -it is obvious that although some stories may have a twinge of truth as a base...they are fake and artificial and have no life in them.

And it is sad that someone would choose to live an artificial life. A life that may seem vibrant and fun and colorful to them when they stand alone. But when you put them next to someone who is truly living out Christ's love- blooming with color that is rich and bold and beautiful- it is so obvious that this is not how life is supposed to be.

Why would anyone plant artificial flowers outside in God's creation? Do you really think that you can compete with that? No matter how good the replica - eventually the light of the sun will fade the colors and it will be obvious to all that it is fake.

Because that is what Son-light does. It sheds truth...it fades things that are not growing rooted in Him.

I love the creativity of my Father...who provides rich and vivid illustrations to me as I drive home from work.

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