This morning I looked out at the overgrown jungle that we call our backyard. Interesting that it is overgrown because the sprinklers have been turned off for months, well before the holiday season last year. We were expecting a monster, a Godzilla sized El Niño weather pattern here in the lower Pacific Northwest. Oh, El Niño came and we are thankful for the rain we did receive but then, El Niño left limping like an old jalopy with a flat tire.
As I stood gazing at our jungle, er, backyard, contemplating where to begin, I saw my nemesis, an ugly, intrusive vine that weaves itself back and forth between our neighbors yard and ours and only God knows where it is originally rooted. My nemesis produces offshoots in the form of thin tendrils that wrap themselves around everything in our backyard seemingly choking out the life of the other plants with its death grip.
What was that? As I was scanning I caught a glimpse of something I hadn’t seen before. It sat there as if it was floating in air, without a care in the world, and it was, beautiful. Upon closer inspection I saw that it was a beautiful flower, one I had not planted and attached to something I didn’t want. The bloomin’ vine had bloomed! And, there were many more pods waiting to burst forth with their hidden beauty.
I was reminded of how ugly and intrusive life can get sometimes. How the true Vine is Jesus and if we choose to stay closely connected to him, in his time, He makes all things beautiful.
…to give unto them beauty for ashes…Isaiah 61:3a.