Dandelion Spirit

“Wishes!” My son yells as we pulled up to the park. “Lots of wishes, mom!”

That’s what he calls dandelions. He gets out of the car, runs to the puffy weeds and says, “I wish for Star Wars legos,” and blows in delight.

The wind carries the strands of dandelion off into the air. Some will find soil and grow. Others will just dance until they dissolve.

This picture reminded me of life serving Jesus. Every day, by His grace, we love others well—inside and outside our home. We put our hands and hearts to the work set before us. But we can’t control the outcome.

John 3:8 says it well: The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.”

You see, every moment is like one of those dandelion seeds. We offer ourselves to the Lord in the moment, to be present and attentive to the people around us—seeing needs and filling them. Then the Spirit takes over.

Will that word of encouragement take root? Will that lesson on kindness to my son who just hurt his brother sink in? Will the gospel I shared with the clerk grow and multiply?

Wind. Whoosh! The Spirit takes over and blows our works (and us) where He pleases.

We may never see the dandelion fields that are planted because of our willingness to be blown. Maybe no fields will be planted. But we offer ourselves just the same, emptied like the puff of a dandelion—emptied like Jesus on calvary. We know the Spirit is moving and he will accomplish the work God gives Him to do.

Let’s not be worried about if the seeds will grow—or trying to track their flight and count their number. Let’s just have fun being blown into the wind for the Spirit’s use. We can’t capture the wind—or know where it comes from and where it is going.