Blooming in adversity

When we moved back to our house in the late spring of 2021, the roses by the back door bloomed as if to welcome us. It was a welcome sight as we were feeling shattered and defeated by the actions of our government. We’d just escaped a city in it’s 80th day of lockdown.

The rose bush had endured it’s own ordeal.

In 1996 I bought my house, a charming bungalow / villa, and I planted a rose bush given me by a friend soon after. The rose bush rewarded me with pink and white flowers. I raised my children in that house and they were happy years. Shortly after I remarried in 2004 we moved away, leaving the house in the care of a property management company while we built a business an hour north of Auckland.

Over the years, the property manager disrespected the house and allowed it to be wrecked by a tenant. The final straw came in 2010, the year the poor old house turned 100 and we saw the condition it was in.

Taking the keys back, we managed the house ourselves, making the 1100 kilometre return trip to Wanganui every third weekend to manage and work on the renovations. This was my rose bush after years of bad property management. As you can see, it was gone. All I could do was yank the weeds, cover it’s bed with stones and cry.

The house remained empty for nine months while we brought the property back into a condition where it could attract decent tenants. In that period of rest and stillness, I was overjoyed to see the rose bush come back as it poked it’s head out from behind the stones.

Now, seventeen years after we left and ten years after the renovations, we’ve now returned to our hometown, after almost being driven out of business. When I wrote our business plan in 2006, I put “government stupidity” as a threat, but I never envisaged this.

The hometown is familiar but at the same time unrecognisable. Vaccine centres and 5G cellphone towers are springing up, while our governments march in lock step with the global biosecurity state. Every day brings bad tidings while healthy people run around with masks on, flashing their vaccine passes.

Vandalised and scandalised, the town is being torn apart, wrecked in the name of health and the marketing of fear.

It reminds me of the way my house was treated.

I look forward to a better day, the day when Jesus returns to take his property back from those who are disrespecting it.

Meanwhile, just like the rose, people will go into hiding.

It reminds me of this Bible verse;

When the wicked rise to power, people go into hiding; but when the wicked perish, the righteous thrive.  Proverbs 28:28

Here’s my rose bush now. I’ll take it as a promise. Meanwhile, may we bloom in adversity.

2 thoughts on “Blooming in adversity

    • Thanks Peter, I’m good, my last cancer treatment is at the end of the month. I am looking forward to the end of the cancer journey. I wish you a happy New Year and all the best for 2022. I will send you an email 🙂

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