Tulip Time, part 1: Where’s Your Treasure?
If you live in or near a community that honors its Dutch heritage with an annual festival, you know that Tulip Time is here.
Early May is the time to celebrate all things Dutch: wooden shoes, parades, dancers in costume, street sweeping, Dutch pastries and sausages, and thousands upon thousands of tulips.
Tulips aren’t native to the Netherlands, and yet these flowers became an integral part of Dutch culture. Tulip bulbs became so valuable in the 1600s that they sold for more than a hundred times their weight in gold.
We may never know who began to cultivate the first wild tulips found in Asia, but by 1050 these flowers were already honored in Muslim Persia.
…of all the blooms in a Muslim garden, the tulip was regarded as the holiest, and the Turkish passion for this flower went far beyond mere appreciation of its beauty.
from Tulipomania by Mike Dash
By the 1500s the Turks began to cultivate tulips and breed new varieties with such expressive names as “Light of Paradise” and the “Matchless Pearl.” Rare and valuable tulips like these were grown in the interior gardens of the Sultan’s palace in Istanbul.
Later the Turks probably carried tulips west to eastern Europe via the Ottoman empire. Europeans who visited Istanbul were attracted to the flower’s bright colors and diversity.
Tulips began to spread to western Europe as nouveau riche merchants and Renaissance-inspired horticulturists both looked at gardening, and particularly the cultivation of the tulip, as a pursuit worthy of their time and money.
A Flemish merchant was unintentionally one of the first to introduce the tulip to northern Europe in 1562. Among the bales of cloth shipped back from the East, he found a package of tulip bulbs. Ignorant of their identity and oblivious to their value, he roasted them and ate them for supper.
The rest he planted in his garden next to the cabbages. When the tulips bloomed in the spring, the vibrant red and yellow flowers eventually came to the attention of a famous botanist (Clusius), who recognized their importance, and grew, studied, and gave bulbs to fellow horticulturalists. By 1593 this botanist, who had popularized the tulip, came to teach at Leiden University in the Dutch Republic and brought his valuable and vast tulip collection with him.
Tulips were embraced by the Dutch. They had found a home in Europe.
By the early seventeenth century
the tulip was an established favorite with many of the Dutch elite and the private passion of some of the most influential men in the republic.
from Tulipomania by Mike Dash
Tulips had become a status symbol.
The most desired tulips were quite rare and therefore very expensive. The magnificent variety called Semper Augustus was so coveted that records showed an offer of 12,000 guilders wasn’t enough to purchase ten bulbs. This was the beginning of what historians and economists call “tulip mania.”
Many Dutch saw that huge profits could be made in the tulip trade and so became tulip farmers. Tradesmen, desperate to better their standard of living, sold what they had to purchase bulbs. Weavers, for example, sold their looms.
As the demand for tulips increased, so did the price. The highest amount paid for a single tulip bulb was in 1637–an astounding 5200 guilders. At that time a carpenter could earn 250 guilders a year, and a middle class merchant might make 1500.
The Dutch even began to trade promissory notes for tulips in the ground, before they had bloomed–a futures market. Then the speculative bubble popped in the spring of 1637, and as quickly as fortunes had been made, they were lost. Growers were unable to sell even their most valuable and treasured bulbs.
In a postapocalyptic movie I recently watched, the main character was asked what the world was like before the cataclysm. He replied that people didn’t know what was precious and what wasn’t.
What is precious to us?
What do we treasure?
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Matthew 6:21 NIV
Is it money and power? Is it prestige and status? Is it clothes and houses?
The human heart is so deceitful, that at times I’m not sure what I really do value. I have to ask myself, What do you spend your money and time on? Are you willing to sacrifice to obtain what you say is important?
The deeply flawed protagonist in the dystopian movie had a treasure–a Bible, perhaps the only remaining one. Do I treasure God’s word? Do I study and memorize the Bible as if it were truly precious to me?
The law from your mouth is more precious to me
than thousands of pieces of silver and gold.
Don’t hoard treasure down here where it gets eaten by moths and corroded by rust or—worse!—stolen by burglars. Stockpile treasure in heaven, where it’s safe from moth and rust and burglars. It’s obvious, isn’t it? The place where your treasure is, is the place you will most want to be, and end up being.
Matthew 6:19-21 MSG
My prayer for us all
that we may ask ourselves and honestly answer
Where is your treasure? Where is your heart?
The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field.
Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. When he found one of great value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought it.
Matthew 13:44-46 NIV