I Can Relate

Last spring we planted gobs of tulip bulbs. We had a few blooms last year, but figured that the real show would be this spring. So patiently I have been waiting.

Ok, so impatiently I have been waiting for those gorgeous blooms. And waiting. And waiting. You get the picture. Now I will show you a picture of my glorious tulips.

Tattered Tulip

That’s it. One lone, chicken-pecked tulip. To be honest, I was a little peeved. And then it hit me, the wondering. I thought, This must be a little like how God feels. He planted all these perfect little bulbs in good soil and what He gets is a beat up, tattered blossom from the few bulbs who burst through the dark soil into the son-light.

Suddenly, I like my lone, tattered tulip.

Tattered Tulip

Blessings, Vicki

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  1. What a beautiful metaphor! I can relate, too.