Have you ever thought about the power in a tiny seed? It amazes me that so much produce can come from one little seed.
For the past two years, we've ventured into the unknown realm of backyard gardening. The exorbitant cost of fresh produce and the desire to eat healthier foods played a large part in the decision. With the increase in cancer among friends and relatives, we haven't used pesticides on our plants. As beginner gardeners, we have only planted some common vegetables and herbs grown in the South. We've tried zucchini, yellow squash, leaf lettuce, cucumbers, tomatoes, rosemary, basil, sage, green and yellow peppers, cilantro, green beans, and jalapeno peppers. We also planted some perennial flowers for the butterflies and birds.
We've had success with most plants, but the pole beans have been a dismal failure this year. I'm not sure what we did wrong, but if our survival depended on the beans, we wouldn't last a week. Maybe we should have fertilized more, planted more seeds, or watered more.
I am sure the same concept of gardening can be applied to our daily lives. We only reap what we sow. Investing time and energy into the lives of others always reaps a huge reward. Spending time in prayer and Bible study gives us a closer walk with God. Just something to think about...
This gardening adventure has been fun. Maybe we've reconnected with our 1960's roots; flower-children at heart, livin' off the land, maybe? My brothers used to subscribe to Organic Gardener and Mother Earth News. Maybe it's in the blood. If you see me out and about wearing flip-flops, love beads and a tie-dyed t-shirt, call for an intervention...I've gone too far.
Genesis 1:29: "Then God said, "Behold, I have given you every plant yielding seed that is on the surface of all the earth, and every tree which has fruit yielding seed; it shall be food for you;"-NASB
Galations 5:22-23: "But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law."- NASB
Copyright 2011 Charlotte Laney
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