Winter Blossoms   Leave a comment

About 10 years ago my oldest sister Mardi gave me a peace plant from her home.  For the first couple of years it had several blooms, but with my haphazard watering and giving it sunlight, it soon stopped blossoming.  When it drooped, I would water it… if I were around and noticed.  I think it has more roots than dirt since I have never repotted it, not wanting it to get bigger.  A less hardy plant would have just given up (as many of mine have!), but this one persevered.  It put out nice green leaves, usually with brown shriveled tips from over-watering or under-watering (I still can’t tell the difference).

After 8 long years of barrenness!

This winter, Kimberly brought home an even more pathetic small peace plant.  She had left it in the care of a colleague while she was out of town, and he had forgotten to water it.  The leaves were mostly curled brown and crumbling to the touch.  We cut off all the dead leaves which made it look less scorched, but more pathetic, and started to water it.  And here in the middle of winter and struggle, we have been delighted with both plants deciding to bloom!  The flower on my plant lasted a whole month before I burnt it with incorrect watering of some sort.  Kimberly’s flower is just starting.

On good days, I think of it as a parable of our lives, a promise of what is to come, a hoped for sweetness and beauty from a long gestation of suffering and pain.  I wish for you, friends, a glimpse of this beauty which is developing in you as well.

first glimmer of life and beauty


Posted February 4, 2012 by janathangrace in Personal

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