As i walked to Church this morning, i asked the Lord, ‘what shall i paint?” He answered, “Forget-me-not!” Forget-me-not? I didn’t know that there was such a plant, as it is not grown here.
But i know very well the plant called Touch-Me-Not (also known as Mimosa Pudica) a creeping species with pink flowers that grows very much like weeds. I remember how our children, when they were young, were always thrilled whenever they discover any touch-me-nots. They couldn’t resist touching the leaves to see them close, only to touch them again when they reopened a few minutes later. It was pure ‘magic’ to them and fascinating to observe how a plant could respond and move to their touch. I have since then found out that the foliage closes during darkness and reopens under the light. The leaves will also close in response to other stimuli such as wind or movement, as a sort of defence mechanism. Much like how a tortoise would withdraw into its shell whenever it senses danger.
Isn’t it very much like us? When we are overwhelmed or submerged under a deluge of crises, whether internal or external, we may become fearful, withdraw into ourselves or perhaps even attempt to give up.
Jesus knows my heart. That’s why He whispered to me “forget-ME-not” – a reminder to me that he is always there and i should never forget him. By R
Praise the LORD, my soul, and forget not all his benefits– Psalm 103:2 (NIV)