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Garden Thoughts

Every morning this summer I can be found in my garden. There is something about being in the garden, hands in the dirt, and laboring that gives me peace. It is almost like the more dirt I have on my hands the better I feel.

Also, all the physical labor of gardening seems to open my mind and clear out the cob webs. I guess it is easier for me to see God's big picture when I am working in the garden. All of the details it takes to garden, to nurture, and  to make my yard beautiful relate easily to Heavenly Father's plan.

For example, this morning I was thinking about weeds. Any gardner knows you spend the majority of time in your garden controlling weeds. No matter how much you mulch, pluck, and spray weeds are determined to return.

I have a system for weeding. Everyday I walk down each flower bed and pluck out 25 weeds. You would think after almost a month of weeding I would eventually run out of weeds. I never run out! There is always 25 weeds for me to pluck in each flower bed.

Sometimes the weeds are sneaky. Take a look at this pot. It is pretty flower pot! Looking at it, far off, it looks as it should. However, if you go in closer you will notice that there is two weeds growing right in the middle of the flower pot.



Sneaky little devils!

It occurred to me that my life is a lot like my garden. I have a beautiful life full of rich blessings. However, I have to be diligent about the "weeds" that are part of my life. I need to be diligent about plucking out those thoughts, habits, and behaviors that harm me and those I love?

I have a system for removing the weeds from my gardens. I am determined to create a better system for "weeding" my life.

Happy Saturday,

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Me, Myself and I said…
Love it.

As i get older I'm finding myself spending more and more time in the garden.

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