Ohhh how He speaks to me in the garden...this wasn't the first time nor will it be the last.
I had one big task that I wanted to tackle with this
time off and that was to weed the flower garden, it used to be something that I
despised doing, why can't weeds just stay away once you pull them the first
time? Hateful little things. It seems though through nature is where God wants
to get my attention the most with beautiful sunrises in my favorite colors of
pink and purple, vibrantly colored birds that will capture my eye, dragonflies
that make me smile, the mountains and the lake, I could go on and on. But
lately it's been through the weeds. Over the last week or so I've been noticing
the large amounts of dandelions that have conquered several yards in the
neighborhood, they're invasive and they travel yard to yard...it's a weed but I
think they're pretty. The description from Purdue horticulture website is that
"its a widely distributed weed that a detailed description is
unnecessary..." But here's the
thing, I think it does deserve a description, the nicest version of a
description I could find is: it belongs to the daisy family with a rosette of
leaves and bright yellow flowers. There are weeds though that aren't pretty,
in fact they can thorny or sticky and down right icky. These are the ones that
need to be pulled, cut back and disposed of much like a lot of things that we
hold on to, things we've done and said and things that others have done and
said. Those are the weeds of our life.
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