The front of my house has a rock garden. Tom and I decided that grass was an unnecessary evil that needed too much maintenance. So we put a tarp type material on the ground and covered it with rocks. We’ve added some plants and flowers to make everything look pretty. This seemed like a good idea because it would be easy to take care of. Being a girl from Brooklyn, I’m not much of a gardener. I don’t know the names of plants or trees, I just appreciate their beauty.
In years past I’ve had a black thumb. Every house plant I tried to grow would die a horrible death. It was sad. Someone would give me a beautiful plant and I would apologize for its short life span. I’ve gotten plants guaranteed to live through dire circumstances, only to be murdered by my hands. Then one day eight years ago, it happened. Someone gave me a plant (I have no idea what type it was) but it lived. It broke the spell of the black thumb. Now I can’t kill a house plant if I tried.
Let’s go back to my outside garden. It looks really nice except for one thing – weeds. In years past if I started to kill the weeds when I first seen them, it wasn’t so bad. Taking care of them one at a time was easy. This year has been so busy and I’ve been sick that the weed population has gotten out of control. The one morning I had time to work in the garden, it rained and I couldn’t do anything about spraying.
God has been speaking to me about weeds lately. What are the things that pop up and try to choke the beauty around me? What are the things that start off small and look harmless, but if left unattended get out of control? Isn’t it better to spray it, pull it out and get rid of it, when there is only one weed to deal with? The weeds in my life are the things that will stop me from reaching my destiny in Him. It’s the things that will slow me down on the road God is taking me. It doesn’t have to be a big thing. I need to not let the weeds fester in my garden so that it doesn’t get out of hand.
Lord, make me a good gardener of the soil that is my life. Help me to take care of the weeds before they get out of control. Keep me on the road You have for me. Let my life be good soil that You can plant Your garden in.
© Nadine Z. 2007