Behold, I am doing a new thing, now it springs forth. Do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the dessert. - Isaiah 43:19
I am NOT a gardener. I don't like playing in the dirt, I don't like bugs and beetles and worms. I never appreciated cut flowers and thought spending money on them was a waste of time and financial resources. But my mother LOVES having cut flowers in our home. She feels they brighten up the room, provide fragrance and basically, they just bring her joy. And in the 20 years that we have shared a home together, I have found out the truth in the old adage: When Momma is happy, everybody is happy. So, I buy her roses and carnations and lilies and other floral delights ... most of the time without grumbling (too much).
There is a floral shop not far from our home that offers a dozen roses for $10 (barring those Hallmark holidays when all of a sudden, the prices triple and quadruple) and often, usually on Fridays, I will go in there and buy one or two dozen flowers and then use basic arranging skills to create various vases of floral beauties to place around the house: one in the living room, one in her bedroom and one on the kitchen table. With proper trimming of the stems, changing of the water and just general loving care, the flowers can last for two, sometimes three weeks, making the financial outlay a worthy investment.
But one day, I was shopping in a local grocery store and noticed, off to the side, a sad little bucket of flowers that were on their last floral legs. Not worth selling at full price, they still were not "dead", and for little or nothing (I have paid as little as $1.99 for a dozen flowers), the flowers can be taken home to spruce up a dinner table for the weekend. However, I have found that with just a little bit of loving care - pruning the dry, dead places off the bottom of the stems, adding some floral food to some warm water, putting the flowers in a cool and sunny place - the flowers seem to perk up and embrace a new life. As pictured above, when I purchased my bouquet on Friday, these little accent plants were drooping and seemed almost dead. I debated throwing them away immediately, but thought that the droopiness added another level to the arrangement and just figured if they started turning brown later in the week, I would throw them away when I changed the water. Imagine my delight and surprise when I went upstairs on Sabbath morning and noticed that the flower was standing upright, and that even the leaves were perky and pointing upward. I couldn't believe the overnight transformation that had been made.
Isn't that just like the transformation we personally experience when we are shown love, kindness and attention? I am not only speaking of the benefit we receive from the restorative, transforming love of Jesus Christ, but often just a kind word or smile from a loved one - or even a passing stranger - can make us perk up, stand straighter and lift our chins heavenward. I don't know about you, but a random stranger complimenting me on a scarf that I am wearing or an outfit I put together or even the smile that I have on my face - all of that, can turn a gloomy drab day into a bright, sunny, more glorious day. I know when I have extended myself and complimented someone in this same manner - especially if they are a stranger to me - they pause for a moment as if processing what I am saying and then, a smile spreads across their face as they express their gratitude. It has also been my experience that you never know when a kind word or a smile or just a random, genuine act of friendship can make all the difference in someone's life. Try it. Random acts of kindness not only enrich the lives of those you shower the kindness upon, but they also enrich your life because of the good feelings you get for doing so.
We all have been in a "before" state - droopy, listless, left for dead in a floral bucket at the grocery story. Maybe you are in the middle of one right now. I pray that you soon experience your "after" state - restored, full of life and allowing the beauty that is within you to shine through as a blessing to all with whom you come in contact.
Be blessed.
© 2018 Kristina E. Smith
Be blessed.
© 2018 Kristina E. Smith
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