The day has finally come. I have a huge announcement to make. I am the proud parent…of 2 baby…TREES! That is right, a Bradford Pear and scrawny Red Oak. This past weekend I got my hands dirty and wore myself out digging huge pits to put these beautiful trees in. This morning I found myself drinking coffee on the front porch staring at these beauties of God’s creation and wondering: how much should I water them, those stakes are not working well, wonder if the roots are ok, and I need to destory all the weeds covering the front yard.
When I was growing up we had a Chinese family that lived next door and they were always out in the front yard pulling weeds. No spraying of poison, they just did it the good ol’ natural way. And so did I. I found myself enjoying the process of grabbing the weed at the base and doing the wiggle pull until out popped the entire root system. There was this sense of satisfaction as I rid my territory of all these pests. The worst was pulling only to rip the top off. Blast! The sudden horror of knowing that weed will rear it’s ugly head soon was irritating.
There is something special about owning a home. You get this sense of pride in taking care of things and making sure all is in order. It’s my home. I care about weeds and scratches and trees. It’s as if the 50 X 150 plot of land I now own is a reflection of me. I got to thinking of this new world I have just entered into and I sat and thought about how God views things. He cares about those little weeds in our life that aren’t really destorying our lives…they just make things look ugly. So I guess that is where I am this week. Searching my heart and life for the “weeds” that have slowly taken over. I seemed to always look for the things that are destructive and want to make sure they are out of my life. But what about the “weeds”. I find myself having my own agenda all the time, which then causes me to be selfish, which causes me to not be kind, which then makes me forget about real grace, which then becomes a “weed”. I hope to find “weeds” that have slowly taken over my life…and grab them by the root…and do the wiggle pull.
SB
