The corydalis bulbs came a lot later than expected; too late to plant before our holiday guests were set to arrive. I was able to plant the Ruby Giant Crocus and managed to put some lovely violas on top of them to keep them company for their short slumber this winter in the frigid earth.
The new daffodils, tricolor crocus, and corydalis will just have to wait … and wait … and wait. Our precautions of having our Thanksgiving dinner outdoors and keeping all doors and windows open was not enough to prevent some of us from getting “whatever’s going around.”
And this year, that’s not good. So now I am becoming an expert on what can be delivered quickly to our door! Vitamin supplements, oxygen sensor, toilet tissue, fruits and vegetables, medicines; some are easy and some are unexpectedly problematic. Thankfully, we have the best church family, neighbors, and friends who don’t mind shopping or even cooking for us and dropping things off at our front porch. We are truly blessed!
My Dad worked for the Post Office when I was little, and I remember one year when he used a “Special Delivery” stamp on my present. I honestly can’t remember what the present was, but I remembered being thrilled at the stamp! Maybe it was just a card. Our friends with their “special deliveries” this past week have made me feel as thrilled as I was at the “official” stamp my Daddy used.
Today I have been engaged in a favorite December pastime of gardeners all over the Northern Hemisphere; perusing garden catalogs and preparing an order for another most “special delivery.” Sure, the last order isn’t in the ground yet, but I have two or three months in which to find the energy to step off that back porch and plant something! Or I can start seeds indoors. The bulbs will have to be dealt with first, of course. Those Red Riding Hood tulips won’t grow themselves!
It was just bad timing this year, and it seems likely that I will suffer a loss on the bulbs. That’s life. But what a comfort to know that God does everything in His own perfect time!
“But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons” Galatians 4:4,5, NKJV).
Both Simeon and Anna were waiting for the Christ at the time He was presented at the temple (Luke 2:25-38). It was, indeed, the “fulness of time.”
If my bulb supplier had mailed those bulbs when they had promised, their fate would not be so precarious. Well, if I hadn’t gotten sick, I guess that wouldn’t be the case, either.
It is a comfort to know that God had the coming of the Christ planned so meticulously, and all because of our own failings to follow His commands.
This year has been a big disappointment to many in SO many ways, but the one thing we can count on is that God keeps His word! At the end of a dreary year, let us all rejoice that our Father sent a Special Delivery!