The Mounted Orchid

Posted by on Mar 1, 2014 in God Speaks, Love | 18 comments

thoughts of julia

 

The first time I saw it was two years ago. The image lives in a deep place in my heart.

 

I had gone for a walk after a morning filled with tearful prayer for a friend whose need felt bigger than my faith. My heart ached for her. Somehow I thought the fresh air might clear my head and provide me with a better perspective.

 

Along my path stood a tall palm tree looking like a carefully wrapped gift with slender ribbons and a big bow.

 

The delicate white orchid seemed to hang effortlessly to the palm. I was so stricken by its beauty I ran home for a camera. On my way back I tried to figure out what I’d seen. I wasn’t sure if the roots ran down the tree to reach the soil below or if it was drawing life from the tree itself through some sort of parasitical relationship.

 

I learned what looked effortless, really was not. The orchid had been intentionally placed on the tree by a gardener.

 

The mounted orchid’s life was not coming from the soil OR from the tree. The tree’s only role in the relationship was to receive the ornament. And the only job the orchid had was to cling. Over time the orchid’s roots had become one with the trunk.

 

 clinging

 

Life, I learned, was given by the air it breathed and any mist it was exposed to in the humid climate of Kauai.

 

Down the street I saw another attempt to decorate a tree with orchids. Lots of string and tape were used to help the orchid learn to cling.

 

 

will it survive

 

I thought about my desperate attempt to help my friend that morning. No matter how much compassion or prayer I offered, my friend’s situation had not changed. She needed more than I was able to give her. She needed – air, mist, life.

 

We can be the tape, wrapping our arms around our friends – helping each other hold on tight.

I appreciate my friends, who like tape and string, faithfully hold me to the tree when I can’t. I feel their loving arms around me when my grip wants to fail.

 

What an incredible Father we have who sweetly speaks through our surroundings. His language is rich and diverse. He paints his words through living examples all around us. And what a good Gardener he is to showcase our lives in just the right places as he sees fit.

 

The orchid is my gift. It’s a beautiful reminder he can be trusted. He will send the proper mist to my friend’s need when the time is right. In the meantime it’s my privilege to help her cling.

I am one piece of tape, while….

 

“Jesus is the true vine and our Heavenly Father is the gardener – apart from him, we can do nothing” John 15

 

18 Comments

  1. Thank you, Pat, for giving us such a vivid picture of the support and encouragement that friendship can bring and of our Father’s amazing love and care for each of us.

    • Thank you for visiting this post, Misa. I somehow missed reading your comment until this morning. And of course, the timing was perfect for me. God bless you my friend. I’m honored you stopped by. You are ‘tape’ to many.

  2. More than once you’ve been my tape and string when I was uprooted, transplanted and desperate for roots to ‘cling faster.’ So appreciate you.

    • That is absolutely mutual, my friend. Thanks to you, TODAY – I choose to only glance back with appreciation and plow forward with great anticipation.

  3. I love this analogy!! I’ve been that sad little orchid in your last picture many times in my life. And I know exactly who has wrapped their sticky little fingers around me so I won’t fall completely off my faith when I’m loosing it. I’m grateful for my mom, for my dad and for a handful of friends who cried for me.
    Beautiful words Pat.

    • You’re so blessed to have parents who pray for you, Ashley. I know many, including myself, who can’t say that. All the more reason to cling and appreciate the faithful friends we do have.
      One day at a time – right!

  4. While I was reading your post Pat, I kept thinking of all the trials and hardship we as believers endure. So precious to think of the little orchid clinging to the tree for dear life! We as friends KNOW we must be the tape for each other because IF WE CLING to the tree we will live! What would we do without each other? Greater love has no man than to lay down his life for his friends. I spent the entire morning finding a church for one of my friends so they could CLING to the tree and live. I will have to be the tape for a while but it will be worth it!

    • Blessings to you and the friends you’re helping, Jeannie. Praying each of you thrive in the process of drawing close to Christ.

  5. Thanks Pat for another beautiful reminder of God’s loving kindness to us!

    • Glad you liked it Allison. This post was actually written a long time ago. I accidentally published it while trying to reconfigure some faulty formatting on it. I obviously still have lots to learn about a lot of things. Forever life’s student, right.

  6. Thank you Pat, for answering my question in your comment above to Allison. I was wondering. I knew I’d seen this before, but thought maybe it was something you had sent just to me. Love it! & you!

    • I’m more blessed that you read it than I am embarrassed over the mistake, Debbie. Humble Pie isn’t so bad when you have understanding friends. Thanks for reading, for remembering and for commenting. Love to you too!

  7. “it’s a beautiful reminder than he can be trusted”. Yes! Grateful for the tender way you’ve helped me to cling, with your faithful friendship and Christlike care.

    • Friendship – it seems to me – is a beautiful tension of clinging and receiving at the same time with people we trust. I’m blessed to share a spot on the tree with you, Leanne. Appreciate what you bring to my life all the time.

  8. “The orchid is my gift. It’s a beautiful reminder he can be trusted. He will send the proper mist to my friend’s need when the time is right. In the meantime it’s my privilege to help her cling.”

    This is a beautiful reminder. Thank you for sharing.

    • I’m honored you took time to visit this post today, Jolene. Thank you.

  9. what a wonderful view of holding each other up!
    I will remember this

    • And I will remember your kind words to me too, thank you.
      I’m glad to meet you.