Do you feel like a late bloomer? Does it seem like everyone around you is succeeding while you are struggling to stay planted?
Late Bloomer: someone who becomes successful, attractive, etc., at a later time in life than other people; a person whose talents or capabilities are not visible to others until later than usual.
Kris’s Definition – someone who’s been storing up seeds of genius and have just burst on the scene to everyone’s shock & surprise
A Tale of One Tree
I grew up in the windy Texas Panhandle with tumbleweeds instead of trees, so I have high regard for my green friends. (Okay, I may be a tree-hugger.) This spring I was so concerned about the tree on the left side of the driveway. The tree on the right side was blooming nicely, the backyard Dogwood’s blessed us with vibrant pink bouquets, and all the neighbors trees were strutting their stuff as they sprouted with life; while my left side tree looked dead!
I told my husband I thought I’d better call a tree doctor because something was obviously wrong with it. I was calculating the costs of chopping it down or replacing it, but somehow hoping it could awaken to the call of spring! I decided to inspect it closer and see if the twigs were hard and brittle. I broke off a small twig, hoping for the best, and discovered the inside had hints of green and was flexible–not hard and breakable. SIGNS OF LIFE! I prayed and spoke life into my little barren tree. (I didn’t hug it – but did lay hands on it!)
We waited – nothing. Day after spring day–nothing but bare, naked bark. I can imagine how my little late bloomer felt, “left out” on the left side of the driveway, while all the other trees were showing off their spring wardrobe of flashy, lush leaves and sweet-smelling blooms–it was stuck in winter. Would it’s season ever shift?
Then finally! One day I pulled into the driveway to spot it…not a flower, but a lone, little leaf. Hope. My late bloomer had sprouted into spring.
No flowers or fanfare ever came. Just, faithful, day after day progress with another small leaf and another small leaf and little buds of emerging potential.
I cheered it on and appreciated it’s tenacity far more than all my other overachieving trees in the yard…this one might have been late, but it was WORTH WAITING ON!
Today, if you drive by my house you would never know which tree bloomed first or last, which one struggled and overcame–but I do.
Maybe you feel like a LATE BLOOMER today. Can you relate to my little tree tale? Does it seem everyone around you is succeeding, while you struggle?
Who says when it’s too late? Be blooming awesome!
Don’t give up! Look inside–to your heart–is the life of God inside you? Are the seeds of His purpose and passion still planted? Don’t dig them up! Let your roots sink into good soil and stay put. Let your failures be your lessons that fertilize your roots and strengthen and stretch out. Stay flexible and movable, willing to change and bend with the wind. Don’t give up on your spring…It’s time to burst on the scene and surprise all the naysayers who were ready to chop you down. You may be a late bloomer, but you are worth waiting for!