Mother's Day Flowers

One afternoon last fall, my sons and I sat watching the wind blow some of the last of the seeds off a spent fireweed plant – a flower that was no longer what most of us would consider pretty. It had lost the vibrant pink color of its earlier summer days. The petals had dried up and fallen off. Its tall, upright fireweed shape was long gone. Instead, here was a slightly wilting, frizzy plant, about to launch the next generation on the wind.








Kind of like a mother.

She spends her years getting the next generation ready to launch into the destiny that God has written. He whispers it to her and she holds  it in her heart and in her hands.

Along the way, she eventually loses some petals, colors fade. She might not stand so straight anymore. But there is unsurpassed beauty in her on the days when the winds pick up and she celebrates the flight of her child.

Here comes the wind!
There go the seeds!









"...her children stand and bless her..." (from Proverbs 31)


Happy Mother's Day to the mothers - those who are raising children, those who've launched their children, those whose children live in Heaven, and those who've loved the children of others. May you be Ambushed by God on a windy day and see the seedlings take flight!