It was a gift dug up from another's garden and passed down to me. Excited to receive these unfamiliar lily bulbs I planted, fed and nurtured them to the best of my ability and then, I waited.
In the spring there was this instant lush green foliage that sprouted up and with great anticipation I watched for the flowers appearance. But, they were a no show and soon the green withered back and died. No blooms. No fruits of my labor. I had I killed them. All the attention paid, all the nurturing, was for naught.
Then in late summer I noticed one day a beautiful array of pink flowers three feet high had shown up suddenly out of the blue. A grand awe inspiring display of nature. Connecting the dots, I realized that I had forgotten all about the bulbs planted almost a year earlier! I then researched and discovered this particular lily, the Lycoris squamigera, goes by many names one in particular being the "Resurrection Lily."
The earth's lesson all came together. Even after death there was life and beauty waiting to beheld! Something was always happening! Something was right there all along that I could not see! God had been working, even after death.
From that moment on, after the initial dying back in the spring I waited and watched with anticipation for the showing of Christ, sprouting up throughout my garden and throughout my day, a visual reminder to be present and aware that life always continues on, and in God's garden ultimately He is the one who creates the bloom.