I can’t do gardening without getting a message from God. Every time I weed I am reminded about how pervasive and invasive sin is. I can’t get away from it. It’s my neighbors “lawn” and my “lawn”. The weed seeds are In The soil of my life. Inescapable but not unforgivable. “While we were yet sinners Christ died for us…”
Then there’s the harvest message. There is a season for everything under the sun, a time to live and a time to die a time to plant and a time to harvest. ( if you are so blessed, a time to be a dad, and if you are so blessed, a time to be an empty nester and/or granddad).
Life is seasonal so enjoy this part that you are in right now, whatever part that is because it isn’t forever, it may not even be until
Tomorrow. Be present in your life, (he typed into his phone ignoring the sunset and the flowers, and the incredible twilight shadows)…
Ok I’m jumping back into life.
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