I will plant them in egg cartons and watch them grow one by one.
Then they will be long and skinny plants with leaves, kind of flimsy, not very strong.
I will transplant them into the garden under my bedroom window, all along the front steps and down by the mailbox for everyone to enjoy.
Eventually, they will be tall and sturdy plants with beautiful yellow and orange flowers, with an abundance of seeds; birds will come to perch on them and they will bend under the weight.
But they will not break.
Fall will come and then winter.
The flowers will die but their seeds will be scattered abroad by the birds, the wind, the squirrels.
I will collect some seeds too.
I will plant them again next year because Christ gives me hope.
"Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer." -- Romans 12:12 (ESV)
Flowers by our mailbox
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My son rounded up his teammates and they created a group video chat so they could keep each other company and support each other. My daughter has been live streaming herself cooking and making tiny food kits so he can see her and she can interact with her friends. They give me hope. Whatever happens, they'll figure out a way to work around it.
ReplyDeleteI love that!!!! what resilient kids!
DeleteI love this post! Inspired me to get planting on my time off. Sunflowers and roses together are my favorite
ReplyDeleteGo Paige!!!
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