Thursday, July 12, 2018

Shamrocks and Me

My sweet shamrock has lived with us for many years. Miraculous, considering my history with plants. Countless numbers have met an untimely end at my hands due either to neglect or cosseting. I have found it possible to love a plant to death.

My fussing resulted in a rather sickly looking shamrock. I decided, apart from basic necessities, to leave it alone.

It thrived - its clover-shaped leaves and delicate white flowers bursting with life.

I can't help but think about my own life - the way I try to control and manipulate circumstances to conform to my plan. It doesn't work. the results leave me frustrated and diminished. When I allow the Lord to care for me with His great wisdom and love and do the necessary work, I flourish.