Beneath the rose petal, his safety is a temporal thing.
What permanence is there in seeking refuge inside something as fragile as a rosebud? a wiser being might seek a stronger wall, a heavier shield, a more stable fortress.
Where do you go when life threatens? when difficulty seems overwhelming and enemies abound? Certainly the cleft of a rosebud offers little respite. While we can see the sweetness of this moment for the tiny frog, we also know the futility of his choice.
Each day we have choices to make to ensure our safety and protection. Sometimes I think the choices we make are little more than this tiny frog's. As we place our faith in people, doctors, politicians, friends or systems, we think we're safe. We think we can trust the environment we're in. Those are but temporal things.
For me, my trust rests in God alone.
"When my heart is overwhelmed lead me to the Rock that is higher than I." -Psalm 61:2