The Christmas Cactus
A small and powerful reminder that there is still hope and growth in the cold, dark seasons, just as there is in the warm, bright seasons.
I guess it makes perfect sense that it blooms at Christmas time.
A time when we remember: In the soft infant skin, in the wonder-filled infant eyes, in the dependent infant body, redemption was making its way through the birth canal to enter a cold, dark world. Under an oppressive ruler, the babe birthed not only represented freedom, but was in fact freedom himself. In a time when the Israelites were wearily waiting amongst unanswered requests for a Savior, from Mary, bloomed the answer.
The Christmas Cactus quietly snuck its beauty into my heart and made its way to the top of my “favorite plants” chart.
I am thankful for its soft and wonder-filled nature.