Flowers grow up immersed in ecosystems the beauty of whose complexity can be appreciated only by a childlike openness to rejoicing in God’s presence with us intact because of the grace provided by our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. And it’s with that prompt eagerness to all that is good that one runs with a flower to the Immaculate Conception.
Nature is happy to do what it’s supposed to do. Some who have made the phrase “It takes a village” infamous put all this into a diabolical reversal, not for life but for bullying manipulation of others unto a culture of death.
But God will not be mocked (Galatians 6:7). And this truth is also wonderful and glorious and, for those who have been provided through no merit of their own with a certain purity of heart and agility of soul – childlike – know this truth that “God will not be mocked” to be a manifestation of the goodness and kindness of Jesus. This truth, ferocious as it is, is love, and love casts out all fear, and let’s one be have the childlike enthusiasm which is necessary to enter the Kingdom of Heaven.
And there’s more than just a village in heaven. It’s called the City of God, the very Kingdom of the Most High. And Jesus’ good mom is the Immaculate Queen of angels and all of us.