This will probably be the last flower bouquet you shall see this year. Wow! What did I just say? The last one? Well, you might see me come up with a few out-of-the-ordinary arrangements, comprised of moss, twigs, fall leaves, and other such things. But yes. Our flower garden, and Nellie’s too has come to its end, as all things must at some time or another. Sometimes we need a rest from a seasonal activity, so that we can be excited for the one in the coming year, right?
|The cockscomb acts as a filler and stabilizer for the more flimsy zinnias. We have some unique zinnias, do we not?|
Zinnias and cockscomb. They are the flowers making up this bouquet I gathered together as a special gift for our dear elderly neighbors last week. Their story is a precious one: About 12 or 15 years ago, the elderly gentleman was diagnosed with parkinson’s disease, which meant that he would progressively loose the function of his legs, as well as other mental abilities. Besides this, he also was told that he only had a few more years to live! But that was fifteen years ago! What happened? Ever since the diagnosis, he and his wife have religiously spent an hour of their mornings and evenings walking up and down the near by roads, ours included. That is how he is still is able to wake up day after day, and function pretty well, by simply walking and using his legs! The doctors said he only had a few years, and look at what the Lord allowed him to accomplish!!! He has, and will forever be an example of true devotion and perseverance!!
As I stated earlier, there is a time when seasons must come to an end, and sadly, this elderly gentleman’s season is coming to a close. The parkinson’s disease has abruptly taken its toll on him. No longer will he walk behind his wife on the country roads, no longer will we greet him in passing as we walk our neighborhood street. No longer.
Thus a new season must come. A season of encouragement and gifts of love. This bouquet was made by myself, but in essence, it was from all of us to this elderly gentleman. A wonderfully bright smile lit upon his face when I dropped it off at their house. I stayed for a while to talk, and the two of them shared old memories of better days with me.
I will do this again sometime soon, and with each time I see him, I’ll remember the long years he fought to make it as far as he did.
By God’s grace we CAN do all things!