My take: The author shares her experience of cleaning out the old family homestead, her grandmother's house, which lies right in Amish country. The Amish neighbors took the time to pay their respects when her grandmother passed away then continued to offer companionship while the grown children (who were also grandparents, themselves), cleaned out the house and said goodbye one last time.
One neighbor, Marissa, invited Chris and her sister to watch the moonflower bloom. It sounded silly but they were genuinely delighted to be invited to this woman's home. It was a unique and wonderful experience and Marissa prepared a moonflower for the sisters to take home and plant.
The moonflower blooms during the summer at dusk. The pod quiver and shake and within seconds, the blossom bursts and spreads. Some nights no flowers bloom. Other nights, nearly 30 will grace the plant. The gift of the moonflower is the byproduct. Friends drop by to sit and wait. Friendships are renewed. Family time is extended.
Some nights, only Chris was present for the show. What follows is a conversation Chris has within herself as she takes the time to be still. Alone with the moonflower, her mind wanders and finally settles on certain problem spots in her life. As she sits and patiently waits for the bloom, answers reveal themselves. The truths she discovers are not earth shattering but, like Chris, they resonate like a remembering. They are basic principles that I needed reminding. In near parable form, the truths revealed with the moonflower will be different for everybody.
For me, Chris and the moonflower reminded me to:
- Be Still - that's how He teaches us.
- Be Prayerful - Ask for what we need.
- Be Patient - Allow the answers to come without forcing them. They will come.
- Listen - Resonating with Be Still and Be patient.
- Be True - If I am a moonflower, I will never be a daisy. Accept what I am and find my own purpose.
For me, Chris brought the balm for my wounds and touched me deeply.