a young anthurium growing in a pot in my car port
Good Morning, God!
This is still a very young anthurium — only a bit over 6 inches now — and last week it was so furled up an small I thought it might be a leaf. Funny how anthurium leaves and flowers start out looking pretty much the same.
Usually a hint of color marks the flower, but this one was a khaki color when I first noticed it. I love these flowers, God. I love how quickly they grow — if I give them lots of water. By next week my 6-incher may be over a foot long. We’ll, see.
Water, Love, Attention — we like all Your Creatures, large and small and even green — need them for growth.
I’m beginning to think that growth is the only game in town. I mean personal growth — as in MY growth. I feel like my friend who truly believed he embraced Change but wasn’t changing. I have had growth as a personal goal since college. But, actually growing is hard word, and often painful.
When we are young, God, growth seems effortless. We grow taller. We learn more in school. We are like my young anthurium bloom, unfurling. But, then, God, just as we hit 21 and think we’re done, growing gets harder!
Hmm. I realize now that my earlier growth goals might not have been Your Goals. I didn’t really want to grow more patient, more forgiving or more humble. Sigh, those three: Patience, Forgiveness, and Humility seem a lot more important than anything else I can think of right now. Please help me, God!
Story teller,
A Moment with God 
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