September is one of my favourite months. It is proof that hope is never in vain. Sprigs of green are appearing everywhere. The morning air vibrates with anticipation. Beautiful. Many people, however, look at Spring with quite different eyes. They talk about the dreaded heat of the summer, they complain about the dust storms sure to come and bemoan the onslaught of bugs and mosquitos. Often it is a symptom of humankind to see the downside rather than the blessings. We are quick to complain and rather slow to see the grace. The simple picture of a flower blooming in the harsh environment of asphalt holds quite a few lessons for us. Despite the little seed finding itself in difficult circumstances, isolated and separated, it still germinated and rose above the desolation. There, against the bleak backdrop of the asphalt, it shares its beauty with those passing by. It brings a message of hope and perseverance. It shares its nectar and nourishes a butterfly, providing a place of respite to a weary traveler. If it were planted in a flower bed amongst the abundance of other reds and yellows, its beauty would have indeed added to the spectacular show of the masses. Yet, here, where perhaps the wind had scattered it, it adds value to an otherwise unforgiving environment. So, we too might think life is too harsh, too unwelcoming. We might wonder what value we could possibly have where we are now. We might dream of being in the lush garden of life, surrounded by extravagant beauty and riches. We might be yearning for fame, but the winds of misfortune blew us every which way. We might be feeling the despair of unfulfilled dreams. The message of this little flower is this: bloom there where you are, and spread your fragrance. A light shining amongst a sea of other lights is hardly noticed, but when a tiny flame is lit in a cave of darkness, its value is clearly seen.
Rise above it all, because you were born to bloom.
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