I believe in second chances.
Well, not at first, there was a time when I’d give something a go and if it didn’t yield the result I wanted right away, I’d toss it aside.
Last week, for some reason, I was reminded of the time I tried to grow yellow roses in my backyard. It’s a desolate place, my backyard, so much in fact, that I would be embarrassed to ask anyone to landscape it. There’s a huge erosion problem, so anything I plant immediately gets covered with Georgia red clay.
My father-in-law leaned over the small patch of land I called a flowerbed and carefully examined what was left of my would-be rose garden – a single rose. Any plant I try to cultivate eventually needs life support within a few weeks, try as I might, that’s a gift that I just don’t have.
“It’s dead, I’m sure of it,” I sighed shrugging my shoulders in defeat.
He was silent.
I felt a little nervous energy course through me. When this happens, I talk endlessly.
It’s my nervous tick.
“I bought a dozen on a whim at the nursery one day – ”
“It’s fine,” he interrupted, leaned in further and began pulling away at the earth around the lone rose. He repositioned the dirt to create a barrier around it.
“You mean it’s not dead?” I was in disbelief. I completely resigned myself of this poor flower. He shook his head side-to-side.
I stared at the flower again, this time with compassionate eyes; still I couldn’t see what he saw. Where I saw a hopeless situation, he saw an opportunity for growth.
Life has a funny way of reminding us that we can get the best out of a no-win situation. Whatever you’re facing, don’t resign yourself of it just yet. There’s still life – you can reach your goal, you can achieve your dream – it’s fine.
Within weeks, the little rose came back to life. There it was, a little delicate but alive nonetheless. It was a clear demonstration of hope.
When you think there’s nothing left, there’s no hope, please know that God is a way maker. When you’ve resigned yourself, do so to Him because He’s just begun.
There is hope in unlikely places.