Spring Tulips

I love tulips. I watch for them to poke up through the ground, knowing that when I see them, winter is over for sure. (This year I wasn't so sure because winter's hold seemed so strong!) The little sprouts seem so brave, making their way up through the still frozen ground - but they know that they will win over the cold and bloom with a splash of color and spring will return once again. Thank goodness!

I learned from a fellow blogger that San Diego has no tulips. It doesn't get cold enough there for the bulbs to do what they do all winter long in preparation for their beautiful season of blooming. WOW - learning this brought all kinds of life lessons to my mind. I wonder how my seasons of cold and dark have helped to prepare me to become something beautiful. (Here I was wishing for an easy life of "San Diego weather.") I wonder what about me is capable of changing from a cold landscape to a beautiful flowerbed of color. I wonder what good thing is around the corner if I'm just patient and trusting. I wonder how my hard work of "planting bulbs" will eventually pay off in beautiful blooms....


Tulips make me think of faith and endurance and change. Even though it seems that Winter's hold is so strong, I know that my tulips are under that cold ground and are just waiting to bloom. Every year the beauty of it takes me by surprise - I am thrilled that it has happened again! Welcome my pretty tulips!