Teeny Tiny Treasured Chuups

Can you see the heart in the entre?

Last Sunday you may not have seen me because I was hiding from the searing heat. Yes, imagine how me kotch the vehicle so that I could get plenty shade from the only tree in the asphalted parking lot. You can well imagine how hot that is, right?! The only reason the windows were down was to catch the cool breeze because you and I know a/c and petrol will leak the pocket.

So, there I was “sitting on the wall” between last week and the upcoming one. I was reflecting, decluttering, classifying, planning, praying, wishing and sighing… you know how it goes. Yes, me fren, same suh! I was right there in the car on the hot, hot Sunday.

Then, suddenly, the breeze swept up and, next thing I know is that a tiny cotton-like thing fell in on me. It was bigger than a spot. Picking it up was difficult. Repeated attempts made me feel clumsy.

Finally! I found a way to examine it. I adored its creamy colour. I inspected its shape. I peered at its filament and counted the actinomorphic petals (Yes, me fren, it teach me a big word! Lol!) I twirled it to admire its myriad, sophisticated features. I wondered about its weight. I was curious to find out where it came from. How many others look like this? How come only one fell in and delivered a chuups to me?

You should have seen me as I googled the image. Perhaps you would have giggled with me when I realised that it lived on the “pagoda-shaped” Jamaican almond tree right here by me. I was in its yard, so to speak, and didn’t even know it.

My furrowed brows churned memories that produced a wide smile. First, I remembered that three years ago I wrote a blog about a tiny flower that a child gifted me. That blog was entitled Extra Lessons for the Teacher. But, this flower seemed tinier. Plus, I have progressed from then to now. Wow! Pat on the back there, Gail!

Another memory that it churned was from Matthew’s diary (or gospel, as you may know it). Yes, just days before, during my devotional, I read chapter 6 verses 26-30 and was reminded to pause. Just pause. Just pause and look at the tiny birds and the wild flowers (a.k.a flowaz).

They don’t go to the supermarket nor the boutique but they are well clothed and fed. They don’t pay for water and light. But, they live life. Yet, we the big, intellectual, multi-talented, resourceful humans cajole botheration and manufacture fret-ration.

And, do you know why? Its because we don’t pause enough to look. Just look properly. Look so well that we remember that the tiny details that appear humongous to us, are actually smaller than the biggest God who cares for us.

Seriously, the moment I recognized how clumsy I was, made me a little distressed. The moment I analysed the unique features of this flower, I perceived that there is more to life than meets the eye. This also “kinda” made me put myself back into propa perspective.

Matthew encourages us to remember how valuable we are. Aaaiii sah! Value. That word alone is worth revisiting. We often have misplaced values, don’t we? Well, me fren', we should realise that our Heavenly Father "loves us so much more than these". Therefore, he is invested in our story. Fa real! He loves us to the microscopic detail. Isn’t that awesome?!

Looking at the teeny tiny treasure, and thinking of the ecosystem of the sun, the breeze, the tree, the bees and the human beings made my mind expand. Whether we ignore or overlook their existence, they still work together for our good.

Same way suh, God knows the ecosystem in which I live. I never planted this wild tree. I never even made an appointment, but God knew my need for it would be that Sunday. Same way suh, I need to trust that he already has made preparations for my tomorrow. Yup! He knows the details of the challenges that await. He knows my dreams and why I hesitate. Yes, God be praised fe true, true, true!

Indeed, this teeny tiny flowaz is a chuups- a delicate kiss with an impactful mechiz. Just remembering past experiences gave me a tickle. Last Sunday's and this week’s remind me that I need to take my concerns to him as well as trust him to help me sift and sort successfully.

How about you? Have you ever received a divine chuups? Do you think this week and month can be better for you too? Aaaiii, me Fren!

Ooo Lawd, tenky! Thank you for the chuups. Help me. Do help we rely more on you to handle our valuables.