Good morning…
The dead looking amaryllis bulb I planted in my pot before Thanksgiving has grown two two-foot stems, each with four six-inch flowers. Over the last ten weeks, it has been fascinating to watch the bulb gradually sprout, grow, and bloom. Yesterday, my amaryllis plant toppled over, top-heavy. It felt so symbolically perfect for the day I was having.
Right now, I have a big bloom at work, a big bloom as a mother, a big bloom as a wife, and a big bloom as a writer-speaker-teacher. I toppled over yesterday, top heavy. I toppled in frustration. I toppled in exhaustion. I toppled because I had unconsciously shifted my weight from my stabilizing roots to my wild growing fruits.
So what did I do with my top-heavy plant? I picked her up, gently. I quietly blanketed my bulb with extra soil, stabilizing her with more solid ground. Then I placed the plant back in the center of our kitchen table, on her silver tray from our wedding, beside two white candles.
Now what do I do with my top-heavy life? I pick myself up, gently. I blanket my soul in quiet, stabilizing myself with more solid ground. Then I center myself right back where the LORD has placed me. Kitchen table, silver tray, and two white candles side by side. How symbolically perfect.
But the Master, God, has something to say to this: “Watch closely. I’m laying a foundation…a solid granite foundation, squared and true. And this is the meaning of the stone: a trusting life won’t topple,
Isaiah 28:16 (MSG),
Sue
