Beauty surrounds us, but we usually need to be walking in a garden to know it - Rumi
The weather has been fine over this last week and so you will not be surprised to find me in the garden. You may think from these last few blogs that I am a champion gardener and expert in the growing of all things. Of course I am not. Nothing I grow would win an award at the local flower show nor would the plot itself win a prize for best kept garden. I am simply a toiler in the field, a steward of his Master’s vineyard. The garden is largely flowers and shrubs, unlike my eldest son who is able to keep his family supplied in fruit and vegetables throughout the year from his.
Everything is growing apace at this time of year so that it is hard to keep up with it all. I am conscious that there is much to do out there just now but I also need to share these thoughts with you. We have some new kids on the block this week. Some years ago my daughter and her brothers bought us a rose bush, Rosa 'Madame A. Meilland’, for a wedding anniversary. Madame is now firmly established in her plot by the front door of the house welcoming friends and visitors alike with her golden flowers which she exhibits joyously throughout the summer. Now the thing about Madame is that she is always the first rose to come into bloom although the others quickly follow her. It’s almost as if she is calling to them “Come on, wake up it’s time to show the world what we can do and how beautiful we are!” And that surely is the message of Pentecost. As Madame and the other roses are nurtured by the sun and the rain so we are nurtured by the Holy Spirit. Let us now go out and show the beauty of God’s Creation in our lives by our thoughts, our word and our actions. Here is Madame A Meilland and the wallflowers
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Steve Givens
25/5/2015 06:39:30 am
Loved meeting Madame and the other girls...Thanks for bringing us into your garden and then reminding us of the spirit...how we grow and mature with his help...
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Kathleen
31/5/2015 02:00:20 pm
Oh how I enjoy your writing Peter! I always feel a smile come over my face at some point in every piece, and today to see the glorious yellow rose displayed by Madame I was filled with joy! You see over this unprecedented winter we just went through, we lost our yellow rose bush. It was a gift from Roger's Dad many years ago, and blossomed always in June. In addition, a very dear friend of mine and I, often gift each other with a yellow rose or two, as yellow roses we had been told by her Mom years ago, were symbols of friendship! So my friend, thank you for the gift and the reminder of God's ever present beauty in all of us.
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