My mother had a green thumb. My sister has a green thumb. Me-I tend to love plants to death, literally.
One of my treasures is a daughter plant from my mother’s Christmas cactus. My mother passed away in 2015. My sister and I each took parts of her cactus to remember her by. It felt like I was keeping a part of her alive. I split the Christmas cactus into three plants last Thanksgiving and gave my brother some pieces to start a baby of my mother's Christmas cactus. Miraculously, I haven’t killed mine yet.
After having it for several years, I also recently managed to get my purple African violet to bloom. I was so encouraged that I went out and bought a second pink flowered violet. My confidence grows with every successful experience growing or keeping a plant alive.
I’ve been so excited about starting new plants this winter that half of my dining table is covered with little pots. Flowers and vegetables are growing in my windows, trying to get all the sunshine possible.
God must love plants. He created so many exquisite flowers and unique plants. Like me, he enjoys nurturing seeds to germinate and watching them break through the soil to stretch toward the sun.
He must love to see us, as beings created in his image, flourish as well.
He balanced us with nature so well. Oxygen and carbon dioxide are exchanged
between us, and his creation’s perfect harmony is demonstrated in nature. As plants are best rooted in fertile soil, so we grow and develop best in an environment of love.
Ephesians 3: 17- 18 (NLT)
17 Then Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him. Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong. 18 And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is.
Just as plants thrive when rooted in fertile soil, so do we when grounded in love.
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