Wait to Bloom // Spring flowers

I stayed in a Campus University in the United Kingdom while studying. In the middle of the university campus used to be a beautiful lake with ducks and geese and a lovely array of flowers throughout spring into summer.

I used to love taking long walks through the seasons along the lakeside, spying on baby cygnets and watching swans glide seamlessly on the surface of the water. Each season was different, each season taught me different lessons.

But I still vividly remember that one picture my eye caught during a time of the year where spring came a little later. It was late January towards February, a time in the United Kingdom where flowers would start to bloom. But it was still cold and icy. And there by a big tree was a single daffodil that bloomed too soon.

The daffodil missed out on the sunshine, because it bloomed too soon. And it would soon die in the merciless weather.

And somehow the reality of the importance of timings in life just really really struck me.

I realised that getting ready to bloom is often only half the battle won. The other battle is waiting for the right moment to bloom.

So many times in my life, I had been pulled back by My Maker, and so many times I have thrown a tantrum at Him, asking Him – why can’t I when others can. Like a little toddler complaining and demanding for a sharp object I have often asked God to parachute me out before it is time.

But God in His mercy holds me back and gives me a little cuddle in my tantrum. He tells me, child, its not time yet; and because you are so precious to me, I don’t want you to bloom too soon.