So today's is suppose to be warm, but it is raining out. I love that rain because it makes everything smell so fresh. But don't think it will be the April Showers yet....just giving us a teasing about spring. It could be snow. ENJOY whatever weather we are having...it is a blessing all of it.
This is a little early for us to have blooming tulips, but here is the devotion about Blooming Tulips which we will have soon. Taken from There's Bee in my Begonias. by Bernadette Snyder
The Sultan's Turban
As the March winds blow and I look out my front window to watch the bright cherry tulips nodding their heads to and fro I seldom think of Suleiman the Magnificent, Sultan of Turkey,. But I should. our know shy? Well, according to a tulip tale, there was once an ambassador to this Sultan's court who was surprised to see that men there wore colorful flowers tucked inside their turbans. The ambassador had never seen that type of flower before so he took some of the flower bulbs home when he returned to Europe.
The sultan's flowers flourished there but there were flying under false colors. You see, the ambassador thought the flowers like the hats were call turbans so he gave the Latinized name for the Arabic word for turban. And the name tulip took root!
Since they were used as hat decorations, these bright beauties probably grew wild in the fields of Turkey, but in 1634-1637m in Holland and surround countries, a wild speculative binge took place that was called tulip mania. During this period, tulip bulbs sold for large amounts of money and tulip speculation was rampant. today tulip bulbs are affordable and blossom in many parts of the world including my small part. So I am grateful to that ambassador even if he was a mis namer.
I am often guilty of being a mis namer too. I meet someone new and in my head give her the name Ugly. After I get to know her, I realize I should have given her the name Delightful, Loving or Generous. Sometimes I am given a new job to do and I give it the name Don't wanna. Once I get going on the job, I realize I should have called it Opportunity, Stepping stone, or Ain't I Lucky.
Dear Lord, for forgive my hate at first sights and for teach me to look and learn before labeling. Amen
Till next time, this is Becky Litterer from Becky's Greenhouse, Dougherty, Iowa
This is a little early for us to have blooming tulips, but here is the devotion about Blooming Tulips which we will have soon. Taken from There's Bee in my Begonias. by Bernadette Snyder
The Sultan's Turban
As the March winds blow and I look out my front window to watch the bright cherry tulips nodding their heads to and fro I seldom think of Suleiman the Magnificent, Sultan of Turkey,. But I should. our know shy? Well, according to a tulip tale, there was once an ambassador to this Sultan's court who was surprised to see that men there wore colorful flowers tucked inside their turbans. The ambassador had never seen that type of flower before so he took some of the flower bulbs home when he returned to Europe.
The sultan's flowers flourished there but there were flying under false colors. You see, the ambassador thought the flowers like the hats were call turbans so he gave the Latinized name for the Arabic word for turban. And the name tulip took root!
Since they were used as hat decorations, these bright beauties probably grew wild in the fields of Turkey, but in 1634-1637m in Holland and surround countries, a wild speculative binge took place that was called tulip mania. During this period, tulip bulbs sold for large amounts of money and tulip speculation was rampant. today tulip bulbs are affordable and blossom in many parts of the world including my small part. So I am grateful to that ambassador even if he was a mis namer.
I am often guilty of being a mis namer too. I meet someone new and in my head give her the name Ugly. After I get to know her, I realize I should have given her the name Delightful, Loving or Generous. Sometimes I am given a new job to do and I give it the name Don't wanna. Once I get going on the job, I realize I should have called it Opportunity, Stepping stone, or Ain't I Lucky.
Dear Lord, for forgive my hate at first sights and for teach me to look and learn before labeling. Amen
Till next time, this is Becky Litterer from Becky's Greenhouse, Dougherty, Iowa
