About ten years ago, Mark dug up a small  Zephyr Lily, also called a Rain Lily, from a big, weedy patch along a roadside ditch and brought it home for my garden.  Over the years, I’ve enjoyed the way the lily blooms after a rain, then often disappears completely. In fact, for the last two years or so, I figured it had finally died. No sign of stems or blooms in all those months. Then we had a monster thunderstorm Friday afternoon, and yesterday, I  saw a few stems popping up. This morning, I was greeted by the pale pink splendor of my rain lilies celebrating Friday’s downpour.  

Often the lilies will bloom within 24 hours of a rain, but I suspect they really had languished, and it took a bit longer to work their way to the surface this time. Still, they persevered, and I have gorgeous pink flowers now.

Oh, sure they’ll only last a day or two, but isn’t that what makes them special? That they wait patiently for rainy days, and then shoot straight up in a display of glory? That speaks to me, and I believe there’s a lesson to be learned from this little wildflower.

The lilies show me that with determination and the right attitude, we can face drought or monsoon, and still prevail.  I don’t know about you, but I feel empowered when I see the Miracle of the Rain Lilies. Over and over, throughout the seasons, it reminds me of what we can do once we decide on our course. It’s all in our mindset. We can prevail! 

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