This is Planty. She was my Valentine’s Day present from John.
For those who don’t know, Hydrangeas are grown specifically for holidays like Valentine’s Day or Easter, wrapped in foil and sold at grocery stores generally have a pretty stressful life. According to Plant Addicts “The foil wrapped hydrangea has usually been grown for a one-time, spectacular show. The plant has been fed specifically to produce many large blooms quickly, quite often at the expense of the future health of the plant.”
They are forced grown in pots that are too small and they are trimmed too heavily and fertilized very strangely to produce prolific blooms at a very young age.
Either people don’t want to take care of them because they’re finicky or the plant just can’t handle life after bloom or its pot is too small or it gets put outside too early. There are a bazillion factors that usually result in these beautiful but damaged plants having a short life and being thrown away.
Mine, however, is not dying.
For the last 6 weeks, I have very carefully maintained her indoors I have kept her soil moist, I have transferred her outdoors in a pot that is so small it makes my eye twitch but I know that I have to wait and let her acclimate to being outside for a little while before I re-pot her.
In the two days she’s been outside, she’s put out new growth, all over the place.
New leaves are signs that she’s not dead, she’s still growing and she wants to be big and healthy.
At some point over this weekend, she will be getting a new pot with a custom mixed soil and some proper fertilizer and she will be lovingly cared for by hand
Odds are, she will never be the big, deeply rooted in the earth, prolific bloomer that she was genetically intended to be.
She might! Some people have accomplished this with “foil hydrangeas”, but she might also live in a pot being pretty and green, and only producing 1-4 blooms a year. Even if that’s the case, she will bring me joy.
But the point is, she’s still trying. Despite being plant abused, despite being shoved in the wrong pot with the wrong soil and having weird expectations, she’s still growing, and I’m gonna support her until she’s done.
She’s a $15 plant. And I’m excited for her. I have deep faith in her. I will care for her daily, even though she’ll likely never reach her full potential.
How much more does our Creator care for us, root for us, and get excited about even the smallest progress, regardless of how broken and abused we are? Regardless of how we feel about ourselves when our blooms have fallen away, and we’ve been pruned for our own good?
Were Planty a human, she’d probably not be feeling so great about herself right now. She’s had a rough go, and the thing she was specifically grown for – those lovely blooms in February – are now long gone. But it’s okay. I’ve got plans for her that she cannot possibly comprehend, and I’m gonna take care of her, as long and she’s willing to keep growing.
2 Corinthians 12:9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
Matthew [10:29]-31 Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.