A pop of bold vivid color on a grey, overcast, chilly day. This makes me so happy!
My daughter gave me a package of yellow and a package of pink gladiolus bulbs for Mother’s Day last year. The yellow ones bloomed last summer. But the pink ones never did. This year the pink ones are actually blooming … and lo and behold! … they’re red!
I wasn’t expecting that! I am delighted! They’re such a positive splash of color on my deck, as I sit at the dining table having my hot coco for breakfast each morning.
The little hummingbirds are also delighted with the red gladiolus blooms! It has been so much fun to watch the little hummingbirds dart and hover, as they take sips from the blooms.
The thing is, as the flowers on the bloom-spire begin to open up, the bloom-spire has been getting heavier and heavier. Slowly it has been leaning further and further sideways.
Something must be done. The bloom spire needs a little support!
So, I placed at the base of the bloom-spire a small rock which I recently picked up at the Baker River. I really liked this rock because it has pizazz!
That did the trick. The small rock at the base was just enough to help the tall bloom-spire stay upright.
In life we all need a little support. The bright cheerful gladiolus blooms support the little hummingbirds as they take sips of its nectar. But the bloom-spire is heavy under the weight of what it has been called to do. It needs a little support itself!
And so, a small rock at its base is giving it some stability and support … so that it, in turn, can be a support to others.
This is a good picture of what life is like. In life we each have people in our sphere of influence whom we are called to be a support to. We might be outgoing and full of flair … like the bright red gladiolus blooms. Or we might be more reserved and quiet … like the small rock at the base.
Life is a support circle!
As the small, reserved rock at the base is being a support to the bloom-spire, the gladiolus flowers can then be a support to the little hummingbirds. It’s a support circle!
Whom has God called you to be a support to? And who are they, in turn, supporting?
Would you think of yourself as the bold cheerful gladiolus blooms, standing tall and supporting the hummingbirds?
Or would you rather think of yourself as the small, reserved rock at the base, certainly with some pizazz but in the “shadows” (so to speak)?
