A FLOWER IN THE MOUNTAINS

I grew up in the Bear River valley. It was a beautiful and peaceful farming area in a portion of the Rocky Mountains. Our home was at the base of the mountains. I spent many hours hiking, exploring and just thinking in those mountains. I often saw some of the most delicate and beautiful flowers way up high in the mountains. I remember thinking on one occasion, "why are such beautiful flowers way up here in the mountains? No one will ever see them. What a waste. Who will ever appreciate them?" Over the years as I've reflected on those times in my youth, I've come to understand an important truth. The beautiful flowers I thought were being wasted, the ones no one would ever see were seen by me! I was only one person, but the flowers were seen. Perhaps they were just meant for me alone to see and appreciate. The flowers grew their absolute best and most beautiful to only be seen by me. 

Each of us, no matter where we may be, should, like those flowers, be the absolute best we can be. We should be our most beautiful. We may be tempted to think that because we are in a small town or what we think is an insignificant place, no one would ever see us shine. I believe, just as the flowers in the mountains may have only been seen by me, that may have been the way it was intended. We should seek to be our absolute best right where we are. We should be our most beautiful because we will be seen, discovered, experienced by the one for whom it was intended.