Last weekend one of my aunts, Mom’s sister, passed away. The burial is often the hardest part and my mom fell apart in her sorrow for a while.
Later that day when I was leaving my parents’ house she walked me out and exclaimed, “Look at this flower! I’ve been waiting for it to bloom for 6 years! I had even forgotten about it!” How astonishing that on such a trying day this would happen to her. And in reality, I’ve heard and read stories where someone is grieving and a flower or rose blooms. I told her “I think God is trying to comfort you.”
She later called one of her other sisters and mention the red flower. To which my aunt replied, “That’s funny because a red flower bloomed in my plants today too. I noticed it because it’s a spring flower and shouldn’t have come out.”
Coincidence? I don’t think so. As I went to bed I thought about how nice it is to think that when our loved ones pass on they can make flowers bloom. But I guess it’s greater to know that God sees when you are hurting and can single you out in this messy world, with a bud of hope.