work. I take the last few minutes of
quiet to compose myself before starting my work day. This day was different. For some reason, I put the radio on. A satellite station. The host was interviewing an artist. I cannot tell you what the station was or who the artist was,
because I don’t remember. Seriously, I
was barely paying any attention to what was being said. But I heard the artist say this, “I decided
to water my weeds, instead of pull them up.”
rather than trying to cultivate something that wasn’t there?
Did she decide to take the broken, ugly part and water it to try and make it something
more pleasing? Something more
attractive? Something beautiful?
got me to thinking…how many times in my life do I have weeds that I try time
and again to pull up, only to have them grow back?
lovely flower garden. The husband was
the gardener and the wife did NOT have a green thumb. One day the wife decided to help out and she
weeded the garden. She pulled up the
plants that were not colorful and beautiful like the other flowers. She pulled and pulled and was so happy to
share her helpfulness with the husband when he got home.
Weeds…that needed time to blossom and grow.
But those weeds…well, they were put there by the Master Gardener and he has a
plan. His plan includes some ugly,
unattractive, less than beautiful plantings.
These make up the landscape of my life, just like the beautiful parts.
tenderly cared for and released to the Master Gardener.
life. Please help me to recognize them
as gifts from you. Help me to be patient
and water them. Help me to see their
beauty. Help me to care for them and
wait to see what You have planned for them….and for me.
care for them,