When I saw her there I realized I didn’t even notice the dirt and stump and old twigs all around her. All I saw was her beauty!
I learned a lesson as I stood in my front yard and looked at that beautiful flower. She just stood there, radiating beauty. She didn’t beg or plead or stomp her foot or scream at me. She didn't demand to be moved to a better place. She just stood tall – and beautiful. As if she couldn’t see the condition of her surroundings. No matter where I am ‘planted’ I can bring beauty in the middle of chaos! Where there is ruin I can stand tall and make a difference. I can bloom where I’m planted. It may not be the place I would choose – it may not be the way it was when I was planted there but I am right where God planted me. He may transplant me someday – move me to another place. Or, He may have a reason to leave me right where I am for a long time. No matter where I am I know He wants me to stand tall and show the beauty He has created in me. So I breathed a prayer:
‘Lord, help me be content to stand in the place You choose for me. Let me bring Your beauty to everything around me. Help me be content to stay where I am as long as this is where You want me to be. And if someday You should choose another place for me, I’ll know it is the perfect place – because it will be the place You choose for me.’
(P.S. - We have plans to move this beauty when the time is right. She will be moved to a place where she will be tended and cared for. The stump will be removed, the ground leveled, lawn reseeded in that spot and a small flower bed will be left near the fence. She may grace that flower bed. Perhaps with other flowers that will share her beauty.)
I have bloomed where I was planted for 40 years...in an olden house that has served us so well. Now, my sweet Heavenly Father has decided to move me to another home. I have absolutely nothing but good feelings about the move...will not miss my olden house one bit...will revel in the blessings He is showering me with. I cry a little every time I think of it...oh, no tears for the leaving behind a house that has sheltered my children, my grands and myself....tears of joy that HE loves me so much. :))
ReplyDeleteI have always tried to bloom where planted, even in the places I rather not have to be blooming....love the sweet flower, strong, all alone. I can relate to that sometimes, like when I am in a CT scanner!! But never really alone, Jesus is in there with me!
ReplyDeleteSo fun when things like this happen! I love it when God uses little gifts like this to teach us something of Himself or about us even.
ReplyDeleteI think this might be more of an iris then a gladiola - either way it sure is pretty! We are still very cold- things are peeking out of their winters rest but not alot is blooming yet.
Might have a freeze tonight even!
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mary
How beautiful and such sweet thoughts as you applied it to your life and ours. It is a wonderful treasure to have Jesus as a friend who is there through thick and thin -- no matter what.
ReplyDeleteLaDonna
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So true and so well said my friend:>)
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful iris and I so appreciate your thoughts about blooming where we are. I am smiling :)
ReplyDeleteI love that that one yellow (the right color for sure) appeared to surprise. Surprises in the garden can be so very special.
ReplyDeleteShe's absolutely gorgeous! Love her story and the reminder to bloom where we are planted~
ReplyDeleteHi Adrienne
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful lesson, a good reminder for me who sometimes struggles with blooming where I am planted :)
What a beautiful post, Adrienne, and exactly, **exactly** what I needed to hear today after some not-so-great news yesterday. Thank you so much. xoxo, ~Angela~
ReplyDeleteHow those bulbs lie in the ground waiting for their chance.
ReplyDeleteAs far as we knew, we dug out every hyacinth bulb from the old rose bed, then what happens, this spring, numerous hyacinths popped up.