Just after this morning’s rain, I bicycled in the countryside. The winds were gusting from the southwest, and the air was cool from the recent storm. Along one narrow road was a field of yellow blossoms, the colors in flux as the dividing clouds migrated easterly.

While I admired the sky and vivid land, a phrase came to mind — it is settled there still:  Consider the lilies.

Matthew 6:28 “Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, 29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you? 

33 But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his…