A Time to Bloom

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Luke 12:27 
“Consider how the wildflowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all of his splendor was dressed like one of these.” 

As spring is approaching, I can not get the word “bloom” out of my mind.
I feel a tugging in my spirit that the long-awaited time will one day be over and the beauty of what God has planted within me will come into fruition.
I do not know what that will look like. But I am reminded that it will be in HIS season. Just as each flower has the perfect time to display her glory, so will I have a perfect time to share what is unique only to me. It will be my time to bloom as assuredly as the sun will rise.

Bloom: 1. a flower, especially one cultivated for its beauty.

A flower can be wild and free. But still needs to be planted on the right soil to flourish. She will still need to take root. She will need to be nourished. She will be cultivated (refined) in her process.

I find that I have had many seasons in my life, where my blooming process has seemed to be delayed. Sometimes this is the hand of the Lord, refining me, cultivating me and preparing me. Sometimes it has been a harder year and I am reminded of a late frost delaying spring, as life circumstances swirl around me.
Lastly, there is also the factor of the soil I have been planted on. In order to bloom, we need proper nourishment. If I am not growing in the areas the Lord needs for me to grow in, I will not find my time to bloom.

I am one that will need a bit of coaxing to step into the unknown and unfamiliar. I do not like change, or trying things that I feel less than qualified for, and honestly, I feel less than qualified in every area.
I have dealt with the lies of the enemy that nobody wants what I have to offer. I have viewed myself as the weed instead of the bloom to be.
I have sulked and hidden away when I am called to weather the nitty-gritty and to grow a nice strong stem. For without that strong stem, it is impossible to hold the bloom up high.

There have been times I am called to step out and ‘transplant’ to the proper ground for the cultivation needed to bloom at the ideal moment.
I am so thankful for the seasons, for the gardener that knows what I need, even before I do.
The Lord is the master gardener. In His care, I do not have to toil and spin.  He cultivates and uses the tools to give me the strength to become what He is calling me to.
He brings those beside me, that helps nourish the soil that builds strong roots.
It is true that in the process of growing there were times I wasn’t sure what I needed.
But the gardener was.  He will bring along all the right influences, encouragements and opportunity to bloom when it is my time.

The very meaning of bloom is to peak at an ideal moment.

I won’t rush. I will wait for the gardener. I will not labor and spin. I will rest in the knowledge that He already sees the day of fruition.
Just as it is supposed to, a time to bloom will arrive.


When my boys were ages seven, six and four; I began wanting to be a foster parent or adopt and I just knew that it would happen.  I shared this insight with my husband and he practically laughed and gently tried to remind me there was a reason we stopped with  three. Mind you this was a season when my OCD son was not diagnosed and struggling daily with his moods, I was stressed trying to home school and keep the house and run my in home childcare.  But all I knew was, I desired to add more children to our mix and this desire was deep.

For years I kept this desire hidden in my heart and prayed for my husband to change his mind, but my husband was not in agreement and we didn’t even look into it. I fully believe before you choose to adopt both parents need to be completely on board. So after more than five years of pleading with God to change my husbands heart, I finally prayed, “God if this desire is not you please take it away!”

The next week after my heartfelt cry to the Lord, my husband tells me he desires to adopt. I had waited for years, and finally he was ready too. I was certain we would be adopting within months but no longer than a couple of years, because I had desired this for so long.

We started fund-raising and sharing our heart with others and then circumstances came smashing us in the face. A birth mother that offered me her child, shared ultrasound pictures with me and listened to me for hours share my dreams for him and knew that I was preparing my home had changed her mind upon seeing him. I was ready to fly out and get him and she called when he was three days old and says, “Don’t come, I can’t bear to give him up now”. Of course I understood her heart but I was crushed.

Then, the adoption agency we were ging through and spent some of our fundraising money on, closed. What was left of the fundraising, someone stole from us.

I was diagnosed with an illness, husband got a huge pay cut, we lost medical insurance and life seemed to get get crazier and crazier. But still the desire of adopting has never gone away.

I could easily say, “I am getting older it is time to put the dream to rest.”  Or, ” My children are almost grown and I don’t want to start over now.”

But what I have learned through this experience is,  sometimes desires and dreams do not happen overnight. Sometimes you are tried and tested and the season to harvest takes it’s time to reach.

It is important my friend to not get discouraged when you have something you know is  on your heart for a reason. Rest in the fact that it will be achieved in the right timing. I have decided I will not give up on this dream. I will not be discouraged for I know that there is a specific, perfect time for everything to fall into place. There is a right season.

Challenge this day my friend: Do not allow the growing season to discourage you from your harvest. Do not give up hope of a dream because you have not seen your results yet. Mostly please, do not give into despair! If your heart begins to change, seek the Lord and make sure He is doing the changing instead of you giving up.

Ecclesiastes 3:1

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.

King James translation

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