|I got 17 cukes - including these 11 in 1 day - in a week.|
Let me tell you his story.
My garden started this year with 10 cucumber plants (all planted late after a failed attempt at using last year's saved seeds). Within a couple weeks, rabbits reduced the number of fledgling plants to 3.
Shortly after, golfball-sized hail took out 2 more.
That left 1.
This one plant only had a few leaves left and beat up by the hail at that. I thought, sheesh, might as well forget it. No cukes this year. But I thought wrong.
Little Mighty started to grow. And grow. And grow. I began to collect a good 6 cucumbers off of him a week. Not bad for one plant, I thought. We've had marinated cucumbers in the frig solid for at least two months.
Then he started taking over the garden. One day as I watered a tomato plant, I noticed a strange yellow flower in the middle of it. What's that? I looked closer. It was one of old Mighty's tendrils climbing up the tomato plant! Baby cukes were growing up there!
|Little Mighty has several vines in many directions.|
"No, it's a cucumber."
He paused and really regarded it. He's been gardening for decades. "I've never seen a cucumber plant with leaves that big."
In one week, I picked 17 cucumbers off that one plant. Enough to share, which is my ultimate measure of garden success.
Here's what it means to me. This plant was the last in a long line of others that succumbed to various pressures. He had lots of chances to get beaten down and shrivel up. But God didn't make this plant to give up. Life fights and fights and fights until it dies or catches hold.
Gosh, if that one little plant can produce so much, if it can persevere after the elements took out so many others, then what's my excuse for giving up? That plant doesn't know about failure, about the odds, about giving up.
It was made to do its best to thrive as long as possible.
Truly, that's how we as humans are made as well. I need to remember this simple lesson from nature when times are tough.
I'm not made to give up. I'm not made to lay down in defeat. I'm not made to lament my situation, but to get up and keep trying, over and over if necessary. Even if it's hard.
God made me to keep doing my best, to keep getting up and moving forward, to keep trying to catch hold. Tomorrow's a new day. No matter what today brings, I will wake up with the will of a cucumber plant.