Mimosa blooms have a delicate splendor. I have always loved taking a blossom and rubbing it gently across my face, relishing its gentle softness.
Their blooms are decidedly unique, with their spindly threads of color. No sooner than one cluster blooms, another rolls itself up into a clumped ball of fur. Since their flowers last so long, though, from a distance Mimosa trees appear speckled all over with splashes of pink.
Wisdom rests in the heart of him who has understanding
The wisdom that is from above is first pure, peaceable and gentle, which is such a contrast to ours.
Most often, man’s wisdom yields fruits of pride, callousness and self-importance, which are harsh deterrents to showing concern for others. God’s wisdom produces in us mercy and love, birthed from hearts that long to know Him, and that causes us to reach out to others.
When touched by the softness of His presence, God’s wisdom and love leaves a gentle impression within. After experiencing Him, one cannot help but open up their lives to bless others with that same wisp of gentle mercy.
Father, keep my heart open to the gentleness of Your wisdom and presence. Teach me to allow Your wisdom from above to flow from my heart to others, and thereby soothe them with the blessed softness of Your wisdom and love. Help me not to block Your wisdom by instead speaking only of what I know or can contrive. In Your name, Jesus, Amen.
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