Time to Bloom

But as it is, God arranged the members in the body, each one of them, as he chose. 1 Corinthians 12:18 ESV

Once we were edging and weeding several hundred feet of perennial beds on a large estate, in preparation for the owner’s weekend visit. On the crew that day, we had a new employee named Waldemar. So as not to overtax him, I started Waldemar on a stretch of the bed which only needed some light weeding. After working on the other side of the house for an hour, I came back to check on my new friend and found to my dismay that he had not only pulled out every single weed, but he had also taken out all the primroses which were just beginning to pop out of the ground. “Waldemar, where are the flowers?” I asked. My poor friend stopped what he was doing and glanced back along the empty bed with a bewildered look.

“Just because they aren’t blooming yet, doesn’t mean they aren’t flowers.” I explained

Looking back, I can see that I should have spent more time training and I had forgotten how many years it took for me to learn which were the weeds and which the flowers. The church is a lot like that perennial garden. Just as in today’s verse, God has planted each of us where He designed and each of us blooms in our own season. While we are just beginning to grow, we might not look much different than the weeds. So, let’s be careful this week in how we treat others. Every part of God’s garden has something growing, and even flowers that have finished blooming still have value. Some older plants with only green leaves give a nice backdrop to the younger blossoms that are just opening. Others, even with only wilted tops, give quiet example as they simply rest, knowing that surely one day it will be Springtime again!

I hope you like today’s video that tells the story as well as includes the hymn “In the Garden” (It’s my favorite!) I was so blessed to have a new volunteer come along with me this week to visit my Thursday morning memory care friends.

As A Butterfly Rests

Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30 ESV

As a butterfly rests
In the palm of our hand
When its flower-top flying is past
Jesus calls us to give
Him the weight of our load
When the pace of our race runs too fast

And take up a burden that's easy and light
And a joy as we give Him control
Then listen and learn from His meek lowly heart
That in Him is refreshing for souls!

As a Butterfly Rests by Peter Caligiuri 
copyright 2021 all rights reserved

Photo by James Wheeler on Pexels.com

Under the Master’s Care

I am the true vine and my Father is the Gardener - John 15:1 NIV

My garden with all
Of its flowers and weeds
Is under the Master’s care
Its edges and borders
And the roses in order
He designed and then planted them there

Now the wind when it blows
And the thunderstorms roll
Have a Heaven-sent schedule to keep
When the sun sinks so low
That the night breezes flow
In my Master’s own presence I’ll sleep

Under the Master's Care by Peter Caligiuri © 2021 all rights reserved