Sweet Potato Fries, Anyone? - Maribeth Benson



Maribeth Benson

Maribeth Benson

We live in an area of the Northwest where the deer outnumber the humans. They were here first, so we put up with them. Actually, I love watching them and they love watching us... as they eat most everything in our yard! I have gone outside to reprimand them and their ravenous appetites as they dine on our shrubs, trees, planters.... They eventually take heed of my threats and leave after the 2nd course... 3rd, if you count the Hors d'oeuvres.


After 6 years of buying out the so-called ‘deer resistant plants’ at the local nursery we have discovered that Irises are not one of their epicurean delights. Exasperated with re-landscaping every year, we ordered several varieties of bulbs last year from Holland. (Ok, we pretty much bought out Holland, their windmills are still there though.) We then waited not-so-patiently for their arrival.

When the box finally showed up on our front porch we immediately planted these ugly-looking bulbs. They looked like a box of shriveled up sweet potatoes! We wondered if they would produce beautiful blooms, or a plate of sweet potato fries, as we planted them in our garden beds.

Two weeks ago we got our first glimpse of a bloom that was about ready to open. We couldn’t remember what we had purchased but we knew by now that this particular Iris was purple in color and the deer had not yet put on their bibs. Today it finally opened up to full bloom... and let me tell you, it is beautiful! It’s a deep purple with white stripes, a beautiful sample of His handiwork.

This is how Jesus looks at us. He doesn’t see that shriveled up sweet-potato-looking bulb. He sees us as that beautiful flower. The cool thing, too, is that He waits patiently for us to bloom and is absolutely giddy with the anticipation of that hour when we finally know who we are in Christ. He longs for the day when we see ourselves through His eyes and not ours.

Revelations 21:5:

 And He that sat upon the throne said, “Behold, I make all things new.” And He said unto me, “Write, for these words are true and faithful.”
As I look out the window, admiring my Iris and the ones that are still in tight bud, the anticipation makes me giddy as well! You wouldn’t believe what I see right beyond my Iris. There are two bucks and four does sitting down at our picnic table, bibs on, eating sweet potato fries!

That one buck looks like he needs to watch his carbs.

Still Blooming,

Maribeth Benson

Maribeth Benson is our prayer side receptionist at Spokane Headquarters and resident comedienne.