Earlier this spring we planted some flowers along our walkway. In the past we've stopped by Home Depot, picked up some potted flowers, planted, and enjoyed. This year we planted seeds. It's funny how the excitement of planting drifts into "what's taking so long!" To be honest, I sort of forgot about them. Then this weekend I was amazed to see how the little seeds buried weeks ago have birth this promising "new life" growing strong tall. Still no flowers, but in some ways the anticipation is sweeter.
This morning as I reflected on our humble flowerbed I felt Love gently teaching me from the living parable outside my window. I enjoy the surprising "instant" victories and revelations God brings in His grace, but there is also divine beauty in the slow and steady pace of grace's work in my life and the lives of those around me.
"The ordinary purification and healing, whether of the body or of the mind, takes place only little by little, by passing from one degree to another with labor and patience. ... The soul that rises from sin to devotion may be compared to the dawning of the day, which at its approach does not expel the darkness instantaneously but only little by little."
Francis de Sales
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