I was preaching a revival in Eastern Kentucky. On the way to the church, I was driving slowly along a narrow highway. I saw a beautiful white flower blooming in a shady spot beside the road. I couldn’t help but pull over for a closer look. It was a mountain trillium.
I remembered as a child that folks in the hills said the trillium told a beautiful story about God. There is one stem on which rests one flower which has three petals exemplifying the the three persons of the Holy Trinity – the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. The Apostle Paul acknowledged the three persons of the Trinity when he prayed, “The amazing grace of the Master, Jesus Christ, the extravagant love of God, the intimate friendship of the Holy Spirit, be with all of you” (2 Corinthians 13:14, MSG).
The beautiful white of the flower represents the sinless nature of Jesus, the Lamb of God without spot or blemish. He took our sins to the cross that we might be saved. “For He (God) made Him (Jesus) who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God in Him” (2 Corinthians 5:21, NKJV). Near the pure white flower of the first trillium that I saw was another trillium. It had streaks of red across the white petals. It reminded me that it was the shed blood of Jesus on Calvary that washed away my sin. The words of an old hymn by James Nicholson echoed through my heart: “Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow. Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.”
As I was preaching the final service of the revival, a young man in the congregation intently fixed his eyes on me throughout the service. He strained to hear every word. At the end of the message, I extended the invitation to come to the altar to seek the Lord. He came quickly and ask the Lord to forgive his sins and set him free from the drug addiction that was destroying him. In the twinkling of an eye, he was able to experience “the amazing grace of the Master, Jesus Christ, the extravagant love of God, the intimate friendship of the Holy Spirit”.
That night, with spirit eyes, I saw a beautiful mountain trillium push its head through the darkness of sin and bloom by the altar of a small country church.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
~ Brother Roy