Forbearing one another, and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any: even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye. Colossians 3:13
There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death. Romans 8:1-2
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning. James 1:17
I just love the forget-me-nots in the first photo. They are such delicate little flowers. I don’t know how to describe their color. It’s almost comforting. I was only familiar with the blue until the pink also starting blooming in my garden. I’m not sure which are my favorites.
The second is a photo of a daffodil with a double center. I’m not sure of the name. It came in a variety pack. It is one of the last to bloom in my yard.
Lastly, is a photo of Autumn Joy Sedum. It won’t bloom until the fall. The green leaves add so much texture to the garden. It lives very happily next to some roses.
All of these photos are from my own flower garden.
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Every spring I anticipate the daffodils coming up. I am like a kid at Christmas time! I’m out there checking #BulbArrival as many times as I can starting around Valentine’s Day. Now, I’ve lived in northeast Ohio for my whole life except for four years that Ed and I lived in Nashville. I know that no matter what the groundhog says or how much I want it, we aren’t going to have daffodil blooms until April. I don’t think we’ll have daffodils for Easter this year but I could be wrong. Wouldn’t that be nice!
There’s one thing in all this bulb watching that really, really fascinates me. That is how the bulbs push up and break through the leaves that I covered them with last fall. The leaves don’t smother them. The bulbs don’t lift the leaves and move them aside. No, the shoot pushes and breaks through the leaf. And every year, I am utterly fascinated by this.
I’m wondering what spiritual correlations I can make from this yearly event. The green shoots could represent God’s love and how it reaches through and breaks up the sin and death that tries to smoother us. It could represent the hope for eternal life that breaks through the life of the carnal man.
What do you think? What spiritual lesson do you see in these daffodil bulbs and last year’s dead leaves?