by Bob Wilson This morning I’m gazing out the southern window at the patch of weeds in the yard that is supposed to be a garden. It’s the middle of May and all of a sudden something inside me says, “What are you waiting for?” I think to myself, “It’s too wet to do anything right now. I should wait a little longer just to make sure that the cold weather is over.”
These thoughts have happened to me every year for the last 40 some years. You see, I have a lot things deep inside me that were probably passed on from my parents. One of those was the joy of growing things.
When I was growing up in the 50’s, my parents had what they called a “truck patch.” In this patch they grew corn, tomatoes, peas, beans, and other vegetables. Mom and Dad planted it, but it was up to the rest of us to keep it free from weeds. I remember the times when I was to hoe so many rows, and then I was free for the rest of the day. If the summer days were hot, Steve and I would work up a sweat in the patch, and then we would both run for the nearby creek and jump in and cool off. Our clothes would stay on the bank.
I lived in Columbus for a while, but I always knew that when I had some property I would have a garden. It’s a lot of hard work, but I’ve learned that something amazing happens once a seed is planted or a small flower is potted. In my way of thinking, God is once again talking to me through the planting and sowing process and then the harvest.
I found this article the other day, and I thought I would share it with you. It’s Romans 8:28-39 for the gardener:
You are God’s garden. God found a rocky piece of land and claimed you as His own. He cleared the rocks from you. He tilled your soul, bringing up riches from the depths of you and distributing throughout your entire being nutrients He had placed there. He irrigated you to bring you life-giving moisture in the desert land that surrounded you. After turning you from a worthless dry, rocky plot into a fertile field, do you really believe that God would just go away and let the wind blow spores and seeds from every weed to settle into you? On the contrary! He planted the best seeds in you. He watched your growth and pulled weeds that would try to choke out the life He had planted. His care covered you as a late frost of spring tried to destroy the struggling seedlings. His rain nourished and cooled you during the trials of a hot summer. He drove away insects and scavengers that would devour your fruit before it fully developed. In the end, nothing will keep you from yielding a plentiful harvest!
The weather for the rest of this week looks great for starting our garden. Stay tuned for further details.
Next men’s breakfast:
Saturday | June 18th | 8 a.m.
Ma Maw’s Diner | Baltimore