Bloom Where You are Planted
A death in the family necessitated a move to another town for my husband and our four children and me. It was very reluctantly that I gave up the old Victorian style house that we had lived in for the past eight years. It was a place where we had created some very special memories. It was here where we enjoyed the first two years of our last child, a beautiful baby girl. The log playhouse in the back yard where our twin daughters had spent many happy hours would long be remembered with much nostalgia. The safe streets of the quaint little town offered protection for our son as he expended considerable energy on his bike. The beautiful curved stairway in the entryway- how could we give up what we enjoyed and loved so much?
For four years after our move, I felt I had no home, since the house we moved into was basically up for sale. House sales were not moving very fast. One night I dreamed I went to a house and there was my mother and a sister-in-law's mother, both deceased, and now here I was, home at last! But, this was only a dream. Reality was still with me when I woke up.
One day I was walking down the street in the old historical town we had moved to. A handmade sign in a shop caught my attention. The words, "Bloom where you are planted" jumped out at me. I didn't appreciate someone's attempt to encourage others to make the best of their present circumstances. How could I possibly bloom where I was planted when I was yearning for my old Victorian home? Little did I realize then that this move was apparently meant to help shape my life, my children's lives and even my then future grandchildren's lives.
The move brought us closer to opportunities for better jobs, for further education and closer to family. Our enjoyment in life has been greatly enhanced. We bloomed where we were planted. Our three daughters attended the local community college. A well-known university was within driving distance. One daughter and I got degrees from it one semester apart. Both twins are registered nurses. All four children have been engaged in the health care field in one way or another. Three of them are currently active in a Christian Home School Academy. The fourth one is practicing nursing. Two grandsons have gotten some of their education from the local college. One of them is now attending the same university my daughter and I got degrees from, and is studying to become a physician.
Did it pay for us to put our roots down and bloom where God planted us? I think so. None of the opportunities were available to us before.
~ by Jeanne Davis
© 2007
For four years after our move, I felt I had no home, since the house we moved into was basically up for sale. House sales were not moving very fast. One night I dreamed I went to a house and there was my mother and a sister-in-law's mother, both deceased, and now here I was, home at last! But, this was only a dream. Reality was still with me when I woke up.
One day I was walking down the street in the old historical town we had moved to. A handmade sign in a shop caught my attention. The words, "Bloom where you are planted" jumped out at me. I didn't appreciate someone's attempt to encourage others to make the best of their present circumstances. How could I possibly bloom where I was planted when I was yearning for my old Victorian home? Little did I realize then that this move was apparently meant to help shape my life, my children's lives and even my then future grandchildren's lives.
The move brought us closer to opportunities for better jobs, for further education and closer to family. Our enjoyment in life has been greatly enhanced. We bloomed where we were planted. Our three daughters attended the local community college. A well-known university was within driving distance. One daughter and I got degrees from it one semester apart. Both twins are registered nurses. All four children have been engaged in the health care field in one way or another. Three of them are currently active in a Christian Home School Academy. The fourth one is practicing nursing. Two grandsons have gotten some of their education from the local college. One of them is now attending the same university my daughter and I got degrees from, and is studying to become a physician.
Did it pay for us to put our roots down and bloom where God planted us? I think so. None of the opportunities were available to us before.
~ by Jeanne Davis
© 2007
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