The Final Thank You
Father Herb Weber:
It was about this time of year when the news forecast a killing frost. So I went out to my garden and dug up some of the geraniums and put them in pots. I did the same for some other flowers, bringing them all into a sunny closed-in porch. I simply wasn’t ready to let go of the summer.
The meteorologists were right, and that night the cold turned the rest of the garden flowers black. It was sad, but I felt good that I had saved some of my flowers.
Later that week I talked with a man who told me that before the frost, he had taken the time to go to his flower beds to ‘thank’ each plant for blooming so valiantly all summer. He then asked God to allow their demise to provide nourishment for the earth for a future season.
When I heard this man’s conversation with the flowers, I felt a bit ashamed. I was trying to hold on to my favorite plants. But he allowed them to reach their destination in a noble way. I wondered which of us had made the better choice. Sometimes it is better to let go.
“He began to teach them that the Son of Man must suffer greatly
and be rejected by the leaders, the chief priests, and the scribes, and be killed,
and rise after three days.”