So many changes - and so much has happened over the last THREE YEARS (almost... that's kind of embarassing...). I want to start out with some old posts that I still hold close to my heart. This one kind of has a part two in that we moved that peony right up by our door, and my lilac is just getting ready to bloom again. Here is a repost from 2012 - and His faithfulness is still the greatest constant in our lives!
May 10, 2012
May 10, 2012
Well - I'm musing again.... : )
We have been in a holding pattern for a bit now - still waiting for dates for assorted things, and trying to forget about them (except when we need to). Working through some mindset challenges that I have at times. Doing a lot of looking downward (navel gazing, I think they call it : ) ). Just all in all blah. Kind of saw this coming - it is my "way". I tend to start to be overwhelmed after everything is over. I just had to realize that that is what I was doing I guess. And it happened in an unexpected way....
It's been raining around here as of late. Mike and I just finished putting in the first of our plants in the veggie garden (3 tomatoes, and I don't even want to think about how many pumpkin and melon plants!!) when the first drops started on Monday. Deck was all down, wood neatly piled, plants in. Check......
House becomes unbelievably muggy. First sign something is wrong - asthma starts to act up. It's the humidity coupled with the fact that my stress levels have finally hit a high (along with some other levels....). We button down the house and make sure the dehumidifier is working as efficiently as possible. Albuterol administered. Crisis averted.
Next day rain continues. Humidity levels are up, but the temperature has dropped. No air-conditioners have been installed yet (and that is usually done my now since with 2 asthmatics and high pollen counts, that's usually our only source of outside air or coolness..). Interestingly enough, I have had the windows opened a lot this spring - and up until now neither Michael Ben nor I have had any problems with our breathing. Knowing I am already compromised, I make the decision to open the windows to let the cooler air in. The air isn't the only thing that comes in through that open window....
This is my lilac bush. Yes - MY Lilac bush. We actually have two of them - one in the back which is bloomed and done, and one in the front which blooms later. Although they were both gifts to me from my husband, this one is particularly special. It was planted by me, on purpose, under that front window, 13 years ago. The thought was that in the spring I could open the front window and smell lilac - one of my favorite smells. This bush is a miniature, and will only get to be about 6 feet. Seemed perfect. What I didn't know was that the idea hadn't been thought out completely. Our house SHADES that area (hence the late blooming), and my bush has seen some very slow growth as a result. About 2 years ago, it "broke" the shade of the house, and the growth since has been extraordinary! And the blooms went absolutely crazy this year. I've never been able to enjoy them because of our health "issues", but again - this year is different for some reason. And add to that the rain which "washes" the pollen out of the air. Well...... heavenly. And more than that. One of my first thoughts was "I've been waiting 13 years for this." Truly. 13 years. Funniest thing is that I did absolutely nothing but wait. Nothing. Planted it, checked in on occasion (like that time the contractor putting on our siding almost trampled it to death... : P ), and did nothing else. Most of the time it wasn't even a thought. It was just there - part of my life. But growing, changing and becoming a dream. Fulfilled. At just the right time. When I really needed to look outside. It was there. And it changed my gaze. Made me giddy. Reminded me of a God who is always there and perfectly faithful. Who reveals Himself at just the right time and, well, He makes me giddy too...... Here's another reason.....
See that flower that doesn't match the others? The tight purple bud? My next surprise. I LOVE Peonies!! I planted three bushes near the lilac. They were beautiful for about three years. Then something happened. They caught some kind of mold. they would come up looking OK, then they would turn white with powdery mold. The flowers were OK I guess, but the leaves were always damaged. I eventually had to accept the fact that they were not salvageable. I had to pull them out. Another dream - another favorite. Unfulfilled. Destroyed. It broke my heart to tear out those plants. I had planted them, tended them, and tried to save them. And they didn't come out easy either. They had been there awhile. Put down deep roots. And it wasn't going to be a clean break. We have to rip them up in pieces. Truth be told - Mike did. I cried. The other day when we got home, I noticed "one of these things is not like the others".... Wait a minute. Not possible! We ripped them out. They were damaged. They were also LIGHT pink......
That is definitely a Peony plant. It sheltered under the lilac. It is healthy. I cannot wait to see it "in all it's glory". Dream returned. Small in the starting. But leads to a hope and excitement to see it in fruition. Not from my hand. From my Father's hand. Just for me to enjoy......
OK - more flower pictures.... what is this one? These two are survivors. Transplants. "Dreams" from someone else's garden. Plants a friend had tended in their garden and the plants had spread so thoroughly that they had to "share their dream" with others. They gave us some. They were not in good shape after spending 45 minutes in a car on a hot day. I dropped them in my garden and hoped for the best. There were three different types of plants. This one is the only one I have seen so far this year. But they are rooting in our garden. We have something - a part of our friend's garden growing in ours. A shared vision and dream. One of my other "loves" - κοινωνία (koinonia).
All of these thought applied to a lot of what was going on in my head. And the thing that came through all the details and webs that wove their way around my heart - was that all of this - from the simple - like gardening - to the great - like the details of my life (surgeries, employment, housing, location, involvement, etc.) have another loving hand that is working toward my good and His glory. My good and HIS GLORY!! Even when it is "just a part of my life" that becomes something instantly beautiful. Even when it is something I have had to loose. And regain. Even if it is something given that takes root. He is in it. All of it. GREAT is HIS FAITHFULNESS!!


