The world isn’t meant to work without God. Sure, He has put a design in me and in everyone, but it will eventually go awry without Him.
I worked in a floral design studio once. I had been praying for a job, feeling no direction, when a friend called and told me about an opening. I had never done floral design; like art, it intimidated me a bit. I jumped at the job.
After a few months of training, I was given my own list. Hundreds of arrangements were created in the studio every day and designing them were some true artists. Their arrangements had a certain brilliance mine didn’t seem to have. I loved the job but I struggled.
One day I confessed quietly, “Floral design does not come naturally to me.” An answer bounced back at me in my spirit, “Then let it come supernaturally!” From then on, I included God in every bud vase, bouquet and submerged orchid.
I didn’t stay at the studio long. I appreciated the experience but I realized I needed to do what does come naturally for me—writing. In this also, I try to become the cloud thru which God moves, to embrace work as more than just than a vase of flowers or a book of printed paper, but to hold God in each petal and page, yielding to His perfect plan.
Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Psalm 127:1
Meeting God at the Park 