I changed my mind about annuals

I changed my mind about annuals.

Used to be, I only bought perennials.

You know.

The sort of native plants which return every year.

Mostly because I’m cheap.

But also, because I felt the vainness of tending something so fragile, knowing full well of its certain demise.

This year, I changed my mind.

I realized an all-perennial garden, while striking, did not offer much vibrance.

Though lasting, sometimes perennials lack the brilliance of something temporary and fleeting and allowed to bloom.

And once again, the soil and sun and reaching up of green things reminds me . . .

. . . there is a time . . .

. . . and season . . .

. . . for everything . . .

And lasting or not, all are welcome.

There’s an opportune time to do things, a right time for everything on the earth: 
A right time for birth and another for death, 
   A right time to plant and another to reap, 
   A right time to kill and another to heal, 
   A right time to destroy and another to construct, 
   A right time to cry and another to laugh, 
   A right time to lament and another to cheer, 
   A right time to make love and another to abstain, 
   A right time to embrace and another to part, 
   A right time to search and another to count your losses, 
   A right time to hold on and another to let go, 
   A right time to rip out and another to mend, 
   A right time to shut up and another to speak up, 
   A right time to love and another to hate, 
   A right time to wage war and another to make peace.

 But in the end, does it really make a difference what anyone does? I’ve had a good look at what God has given us to do—busywork, mostly. True, God made everything beautiful in itself and in its time—but he’s left us in the dark, so we can never know what God is up to, whether he’s coming or going. I’ve decided that there’s nothing better to do than go ahead and have a good time and get the most we can out of life. That’s it—eat, drink, and make the most of your job. It’s God’s gift.

I’ve also concluded that whatever God does, that’s the way it’s going to be, always. No addition, no subtraction. God’s done it and that’s it. That’s so we’ll quit asking questions and simply worship in holy fear. 

 Whatever was, is. 
   Whatever will be, is. 
   That’s how it always is with God.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-15 (TMV)

What about you?

Are you an annual or perennial person?

Or are you both?

One thought on “I changed my mind about annuals

  1. I think I’m both, Amy. I love the surprise in the Spring, when the perennials pop from the ground. Even though, I know they are there and they will soon show their beauty, I am always pleasantly surprised when they do. They put a smile on my face. As well, I love picking the flowers I want to plant for the summer and digging in the dirt to plant them. I can feel Him and my mom looking down on me as I plant. So the annuals also make me smile.

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