Here in Rwanda we have a guy that helps us with the yard and gardening at our house. It is a treat for me because I get to pick out the plants or vegetables and he does the work. Yesterday, I asked him to cut back the long row of geranium flowers on our fence line because they were getting too tall. When, I came home a few hours later, I almost cried. What I saw was not what I expected. He was halfway down the fence and my beautiful pink flowers were in piles on the yard. Now, they looked even worse in my mind but I didn't know what needed to happen in order to fix what I saw. I tried to cut some myself and see if I could fix it or what I would have done differently if I was the one with the cutting shears. But, that didn't do any good either.
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| Before...way overgrown! |
My first thought was to put a row of small grassy looking border type flowers between the grass yard and the mess of cut flowers. I had wanted to do that for a while anyways. I thought it would create a nice border and so now may be the perfect time for that. So, I went down the street to the guy selling flowers and bought 20 of these small border plants. I brought them home and placed them where I wanted them planted. I was beginning to have hope, I liked these new little plants. Then I looked back at the stringy geranium mess and struggled with what to do with them and in a moment of defeat told the gardener to just cut them back all the way to about 10 inches from the ground, which would leave them totally bare, no flowers, no leaves, just stalks. Also, on the fence there is a white ledge on the bottom and so I asked him to sweep all of the old brown leaves and dirt off so we could see the nice white ledge.
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| After...pruned and new plants added |
Now, I am looking outside after he has been working this morning and it hit me! I was afraid to prune these flowers. I loved them. I looked at them everyday. But they needed it. They will grow bigger and thicker after being pruned. I am such a novice at gardening that I couldn't see past the pain to know what it will look like some day after they regrow. Now, it looks clean, a bit bare, but clean and no longer an overgrown tangled mess. These little border plants are spaced enough so that they have room to grow, but they are pretty enough now, I think, just as they are. I have hope for the geraniums to grow back. Maybe someone with a little greener thumb, might read this and tell me I did it all wrong and cut them too much. But, today, I am hearing God speak to me and I will accept this message. It is a season right now for me, of feeling the pain of loosing the daily relationships that are now many miles away. This whisper from God to me today says, that those relationships do value but there is a season and a time for everything. New relationships will grow, new things are happening, new plants are being planted near me. I hated cutting those plants, but after wrestling with the decision, I finally did what needed to be done. Is OUR HEAVENLY FATHER the same way? Does he hesitate in pruning us? Does he shed tears when he sees the blossoms cut and laying on the grass no longer attached to the plant? But, unlike me, does he have the experience and all knowing and all loving power to see to the other side that ... THIS IS GOOD.
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| Surprise blessings |
I couldn't stand to see handfuls of these pruned flowers on the grass just get tossed into the compost pile. So, like little children, I scooped them up and took them in the car with me on the way to pick up my kids from school. Maybe, just maybe, my 3 kids could give them to teachers to bless and encourage them. That is what we did and I found a joy in seeing each child hand their teacher a bundle of flowers from our own yard. They enjoyed doing it and you could see the delight in their teacher's eyes. A surprise blessing. Again, thank you Lord!
Thank you LORD for this lesson today. I write with tears to know that YOU DO CARE and I am thankful that you do speak in the everyday moments of my life. You do want to show me things and yes, I want to listen. If it takes the geraniums in my yard to reach me then go for it. It is a sweet reminder for me to keep my eyes open to other areas and ways that you show yourself to me.
Anna