BLOOMS

 I relish BLOOMS!
 Yet they have such challenging beginnings.
I plant a seed in a tiny bit of soil  . . . sinking it into a dark grave.
 This lifeless piece of God's creation totally relies on nature, or someone in charge of watering, to progress further.
This could be fatal for the seed if left totally up to me to nurture.

I decided to try an experiment with a bean seed.  I soaked it, pressed it into some dirt filled with nutrients, watered it . . .  and wait. . . and wait . . . and wait.

I planted four little pots at different times.
I ended up giving 3 of the 4 away so cannot
compare the progress.
Alas, I was left with one bean.

 I don't seem to have a green thumb    when it comes to indoor planting.
Or, am I simply too impatient, unable to linger a little longer until something happens?
  The DNA of this seed might be a bit more complex than I anticipate.
After all, this tiny seed will soon BLOOM and produce BEANS!
 At least I hope this happens.
It's the waiting that is so hard.

About DNA . . .  isn't it fascinating how  one link in the DNA of a seed can change it from a bean bush to an Azalea!  Look at this gorgeous bush . . . it's all in the DNA.

I am drawn to the splash of deep red color.
It took one seed with its unique DNA to create this lush beauty.

What a gorgeous covering for a steep hill!
One seed with a DNA that says PINK please ...
created this trailing cascade.  That same DNA directs
this Azalea to trail down the steep slope.

More red!
 Yard after yard glowed with lush blooms.
  One seed, with its own DNA, slightly different from
the next seed, offers a wide array of beauty. 

 All it takes is one seed or one bulb . . .  just ONE, with its own DNA!
God is incredible!

The delicate beauty of the Iris invites the eye
to linger longer than usual.
 Amazing.

It's like God touched the earth and beauty arrived.
What a gorgeous combination.
Two different seeds . . . Two different DNAs.
Great companions.

Spring blooms fascinate me.

 I wonder about my own blooming capabilities, my own DNA.  

I am the only one with my DNA . . . planted within my mother's womb . . . birthed, nurtured, and grown . . .  over the decades . . .  into maturity.  

                 God's hand guides me in this growth journey. 

I am no longer in the 'spring' of my life but I seem to come alive as the months grow warmer.

I have become more wrinkled with age but that's all part of my DNA.

Yet, even wrinkled, I still bloom . . . some moments with extravagant color . . .  other moments with subtle shades of gray.

With God's continued nurturing, I am amazed at what comes forth.

Perhaps I offer color to God's amazing palate.
 It is all there in my DNA.
 I just need to bloom according to who I am.

All God's creation, with proper nurturing, is meant to BLOOM!

May we all bloom, each with our own DNA, with vibrant color in God's palate of life.