Today while my children and soon-to-depart husband napped, I spent time weeding an old flower bed in my yard. Two years ago we planted this bed full of tulip bulbs to bloom about the time our daughter would be born.
Once those beautiful and memorial blooms faded and died this bed became home to overgrown weeds and bugs. The following year only 5 or 6 of 60 untended tulips pressed up through the earth. With my new found success in the pot garden, I got inspired to tackle this weed filled beast and plant food producing plants. Cantaloupes (and maybe another zucchini) are in our future!
As I turned the soil, removed the weeds and discovered what insects were living there I was reminded of a passage. In Matthew 13 Jesus tells the parable of the sower in which the heart of man is illustrated as soil. In the parable some of the soil was beaten down, some was shallow, some was riddled with thorns and some was good – ready to receive seed and be fruitful.
I learned from my father who has gardened his whole life that even good soil needs to be turned and crops rotated in order to remain fruitful. For example, you wouldn’t want to plant tomatoes year after year in the same spot, in the same soil. The nutrients of the soil would eventually be depleted and the crop would dwindle or worse. Also time, water and pressure makes the ground hard and difficult for roots to grow in. Therefore, each season the soil needs to be turned up or tilled.
“How do you till the soil of the heart?” I asked as my spade dug a clod of dirt and clay. I clenched it with my gloved hand and crushed it. It fell to pieces. The roots of weeds were exposed and easily removed.
“The sacrifice you desire is a broken spirit. A broken and repentant heart you will not reject, O God.” Psalm 51:7 NLT
Tomorrow my husband will board a plane for a job in a foreign land. It will keep him away for a year. I am taking time at the dawn of this season to till my heart. Brokenness is easily found on the the horizon as I grieve his leaving. Taking the interpretation of repentance referring to direction rather than a word for apology, I pause to re-focus on the truths that hold my course on this journey. (Blog tip: Each highlighted line is a link to a related article.)
He created and knows EVERYTHING and still knows me, loves me and wants me.
Worshipping this morning I listened to this song. It would be the link to the one point above that doesn’t have one. “You Know Me” Bethel Music with Steffany Frizzell
I embark on this new season, to be honest, with a little anxiety…but a lot of hope too. Much is unknown and unfamiliar but I have anticipation for great surprises and a fulfilling adventure! If you think of it – please keep my family in prayer.
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