I have a lovely butterwort plant, that normally sits in my kitchen window. It’s a cute little carnivore that generally minds its own business (until some small flies get stuck in its sticky leaves. They generally don’t like direct sun, but mine tends to be happy with what it gets.
Every once in a while, it flowers. It’s not often, and I was told it’s really not common for a domesticated plant such as this.
Apparently, however, my plant is happy. It currently is bragging three lovely blooms, with 2 more on the way. The joy of the flowers of a butterwort is they come up on very long stems, such that they flutter in the breeze without getting caught in the sticky, hungry, leaves.
Part of the reality of the long flower stems is this allows for a lot of movement. They sway in the tiniest of breezes, the petals flutter seemingly just for fun (or as an attractant for dinner). The flower heads themselves are constantly aligning themselves to be facing the sun. They can rotate 180 degrees in a single day if they’re moved. It’s almost as if they have chosen a focus area, and ensure to keep that as their focus.
My reflection on my little plant this morning is on that focus. The plant is doing other things while it adjusts the flowerhead focus, but the lesson may be in the intentionality and commitment to maintain that focus.
Imagine what might be possible if we kept our focus on the things that are most important in our lives: our faith, our relationships, our ministries… imagine if we ensured that all other things were happening as well, but were intentional about keeping our lives thus aligned?
Perhaps we might then be as happy and prolific as the flowers gracing my windowsill: offering the beauty that they can in the best way that they know.
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