by CHICKMELIONfreelance
There it is laying on the table in all it’s splendid yellow glory. The symbolysm could not be over looked, yellow being a color that inspires will, self determination, a sense of feeling uplifted and a wash in warm optimism.
With partial root still attached, a soil sample clinging for dear life and oh yes a frantic bug scurring away; it is not the tangible that is viewed and appreciated. It is the sentiment. The heart behind the offering. It speakes of intimate knowledge of your love for flowers. It offers a desire to speak affection, to give back, of recognition and gratification of the bond shared. It was looked at, recognized as beautiful and it reminded of you. The leaves lay wide open as if waiting with a hug for you. How could such a small tolken from such small fingers mean the entire world for you at that moment? But it does. A gush of warmth rushes over you and all is forgiven and well in the world again.
In the eyes of the universe and He who created us, are we not all representative of these little fingers? With nothing tangible to offer in return for the gift of life. What have we to give that is not His already but the mere giving of ourselves? The giving of our will to choose to enter into a relationship with the parent of all parents. We have nothing tangible, only sentiment. And the symbolysm does not escape us. Often it is wondered... are we given children so we can have a better understanding of our own Father? So we can understand from His perspective , enabling us to appreciate and love Him even deeper. To know Him more intimately. To give us something we can both share in, a common ground. Does His heart beat as ours do at these tolken sentiments of love and affection? A gush of warmth rush over Him, and all is forgiven and well in our world again?
Have you ever wondered why He granted us freedom of choice? Better yet, have you ever noticed how He never infringes upon it? We could be the picture of perfection for Him, with no choice. Similarily rearing our children would be worry free, without challenge and excuise the term, “a no brainer.” But then how could we test the integrity of our children’s love for us if it weren’t for the moments which we were told, “I hate you.” How could we experience the richness of their love if it were not committed to us by choice. Because we all tried hating our parent at one time or another. But we found out in this testing, that love conquers all things. And we were able to better define and appreciate that love. The integrity was won in trial. The trial was won in choice. The choice was won in love.
All good relationships are a perfect circle and He who created the term relationships is the first to understand this. What goes around comes around, keeps everything in perfect balance and harmony. To share in the giving and to share in the receiving reinforces the bond. No one can say, ”it is here where it has started,” “it is here where more is given,” or “it is here where it ends.” We all know a foundation cracks when imbalance seeps in and is allowed to take root. He of all knew!
The world is a circle. It took us a few years to figure this out. But no one on the world can say, “It starts here...,” no one owns the beginning or the end of this circle, we all share in it, therefore we all must get along in it. A hug is a circle, arms and body interconnected and wrapped around each other, the union is completed in the circle. So too is our union completed with our circle of love with Him who created us. It is our freedom and our choice to unite with Him who created love, or to experiment with a different path.
Forgiveness is a circle too. Allowing the mind to be changed when the consequences of a choice grant enough information to desire a change. Forgiveness in true honesty is wonderful, because He who created forgiveness knew that we are more likely to own the decision -- to take responsibility for it and realize it is what we want and need in order to return to the bond that has made us what and who we are today. The circle of love and life ...with our Father.
We pick up our little yellow flower and soak up the feel good vibe for the moment, glancing outside we notice there are thousands just like it. A thousand more opportunities to feel this way again. We enjoy for the moment a sense of feeling upifted and a wash in warm optimism.
