I have been going through what most would consider rough times and it seems like I just blinked and things got rougher. There was nothing that could have been done differently to stop it and I think that is the worst of it. Life's ball came rolling towards me like Indiana Jones and I am trying to outrun.
Now I will admit I have no green thumb when it comes to flowers (don't worry this will connect to the first paragraph). If it is just a leafy plant I don't do too bad on getting them to thrive. I had a plant that I wouldn't water for months and it would continually grow new leaves. We placed it in an open trailer and drove 55mph down the highway without it being well covered, and it grew a new leaf. I have aloe vera plants, an African violet that refuses to give me flowers, and a Christmas Cactus. I was not expecting any flowers on my plant. (This is were the paragraphs connect.) Just as times seemed to weigh me down again, a cool thing happened, a small bud formed on my Christmas Cactus. Although the succulent leaves hung over the little pot, the bud kept getting bigger and bigger. I kept an eye on it while I watched the times get tougher and tougher. My sister (whom I take care of and was going through almost a meltdown) was diagnosed with the H1N1 flu just before Thanksgiving(once again this family becomes a part of the world statistics). I know it sounds mean, but after all the things I had been doing for my sister and the chores I had been taking care of, I became upset because this meant I had no choice but to take on more. She didn't have the strength, so I had to take it on. I was dreading our tradition of volunteering to serve for Thanksgiving because it meant one more day of servitude. I was grateful to that day of servitude because I got to relax while I did it, it was a choice not a necessity. Then God did something I am extremely grateful for, He showed me that He was in the little things. The day after Thanksgiving that Christmas Cactus bud bloomed into a beautiful pink flower.
It may seem like God has forgotten you, that He doesn't care about the rough spots, but He makes the flowers bloom to show you that He is still their and that no matter how small your pot is too grow out of you can still blossom.
