There is a plant whose passion and beauty I am bursting to tell you about. As it grew from tiny seed, everything within its reach became a trellis to heaven. There’s even one on the roof of my house, spreading along the electrical line! 

The Morning Glory, as it is called, has a lively vine with a clear focus. Its many aching tendrils stretch up and out, searching the air for something to latch onto. It must go higher. It knows its reproductive survival depends on being closer to the sun.

Like vine, so flower. While most of us are still in bed sleeping, Morning Glory flowers are, (so to speak), awake, dressed, and seeking God’s face. Each flower has only one day to live (literally) and one day to attract pollinators–so they don’t miss the early sunlight. The “cool of the day,” both early morning and late evening, is their hope and glory. (See Genesis 3:8)

In about a day, they are gone.

Speaking of “shining,” look into the flower’s eye. (see my pic) A beautiful feature of the Morning Glory is the way they seem to shine with an internal light. Their fleeting lives are a glowing testimony and reflection of what they face toward, and focus upon. 

May we learn from the Morning Glory to count our days, and make them count. 

Shine bright, little flowers of God!

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P.S. Curious if there were any songs about Morning Glories, I discovered this sweet video by Lauryn Marie. It even has a subtle Song of Songs taste. :-)