In the room where I write, we have the hibiscus plant that comes indoors to live during the winter. It struggles because of my neglect, for the most part. I forget to open the window blinds so that it can get a little sunshine and I forget to water it. When the leaves begin to curl in on themselves, I get the watering can... tho it may take me a day or so to do that. This is a hearty plant and it is patient with me.
The hibiscus blooms daily for weeks at a time. These are gorgeous, showy, huge flowers. They delight me and help me to smile. Those times are good for my soul.
But, this plant has its dormant times also. I think it is resting and gathering up strength to bloom again. I see buds on the plant today after a month or so of green leaves only. I think it is waiting for the warmth of spring and hoping to be allowed back out onto the deck again.
My life is much like this. Sometimes I bloom. Sometimes I rest and am dormant, storing up my energy so that I can be bold and show others the wonders that God has created in me. Sometimes I am dried up, curling in on myself, waiting for a drink of God's goodness and mercy. God is a better caretaker than I am tho because God's goodness is available anytime I am willing to ask for it.
I wonder why I forget to look for God?
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