The trouble is, it is not one that comes naturally to some of us mere mortals. Unlike my garden bloomers, I begin to wilt when circumstances are frosty or harsh. I like it when it’s warm, sunny and things are going my way.
I must say however, I find it quite amazing how different people react to circumstances which are not to their liking; when they are not getting what they want. I have seen adults throw tantrums that any two year old would be proud of. As for me, I can’t really see the point in outrageous outbursts, and expending all that energy that could be invested in more productive tasks, such as - well, weeding!
Though it is the true test of character to still flower regardless, and it is one that I am pressing towards. Jesus was the best example and I will endeavour to follow in His footsteps, and along the way I will take heart as I trek to the mailbox in my fur boots and scarf, looking at the flowers on my Geraldton Wax; if the plants can do it so can I.
God Bless.
Annie