"Bloom Where You Are Planted."
I've read this quote many times. Have seen it posted in various corners of the world.
And of course have seen it designed on the cute side, with a touch of
Martha Stewart lingering in the creations.
Why then, did these simple words - so often spoken in so many ways, so many places -
take hold, and shake-awake my tired beating heart?
Why do my thoughts keep returning and pondering and thinking deep, many days -
these words?
Time has passed since this visual picture was burned into my synapses and soul-abyss.
And I have wondered - what if I don't want to bloom? Why do I have to stay planted?
And then the thought came at that very moment:
"you don't have to stay planted ... bloom where you are planted."
I have also discovered in this little life journey since the 'heart-awakening' -
that on the days where I don't have the energy, or the will, or the desire,
or the passion, or the know-how
to "bloom" ...
that He - my Savior of my soul,
my Redeemer of depth abyss,
the one who in all suffering did what He did for me,
out of pure unconditional love -
fills in the discouraging places
to help me just bloom. Even when I don't want to.
It's the least thing I can do in return.
It is in this moment
that I know
with Him,
I can just bloom.
Wherever I go.
Whoever I come across.
What I say.
What I do.
What I think.
How I feel.
It has been said, that with God everything is possible.
If this is true, then I - with Him alongside,
and within my heart,
can bloom.
Flowers have it in their DNA
to bloom.
No matter where they are planted.
Even in concrete, rocky, untamed earth.
I then wonder - do I as well?
Yes. I do. We all do.
With Him.
We were created to bloom.
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