Then the LORD God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to tend and keep it.
There is something deeply stirring about the bare bones of a garden in Winter. All seemingly still and asleep. On the surface, that’s true. The seasons abundance spent, the annuals having taken their final bow.
To sit in the garden on a cold winter’s day is immensely refreshing. A new season to look forward to, to plan for. A time to make changes when all appears to be asleep. It was written the other day that ‘we don’t put the garden to bed’. The reason being, so much is happening underground. The song of a new season being grown. The theatre of Spring happening beneath our feet…when all appears still.
Seeds…I have been thinking a lot about seeds recently. Seeds we plant in the garden, but seeds sown in life too. At first nothing is seen. It’s a bit like growing a new business. Small shoots appear to offer encouragement, I often think of this if feeling a little despondent. Reminding myself, things take time, and indeed, tending.
Then we get spurts of growth, and we are carried on a wave of happiness. Ebbs and flows.
Each seed is born after its kind. Whatever is sown will yield that which was planted. Words are like that. They carry the power of life or death.
Sow seeds of life today, speak words of life…a word of encouragement, a smile of hope…
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‘MEDITATE ON THESE THINGS’
MATTHEW 13:31-32 NKJV
Another parable He put forth to them, saying: "The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and sowed in his field, which indeed is the least of all the seeds; but when it is grown it is greater than the herbs and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and nest in its branches."
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