Gardening

We had our first big garden this year. We planted tomatoes, cucumbers, pumpkins, cantaloupe, corn, green beans, waxed beans, zucchini, and squash. Our zucchini and cucumbers went crazy and produced so much stuff but everything else just didn’t do too well. Now the season is turning and we have a few tomatoes left but everything else is gone.

It is funny that life is like that too. Some days are better than others. It doesn’t mean that it is wrong it just means that it is different. The last few weeks have been rough for me personally. I have had personal struggles and problems with friends. I have tired really hard to pray myself through it but do you know how hard it is to pray for someone that has hurt you and even angered you?

The same week that I felt like I was done wrong by a friend I received some unexpected papers in the mail that complicated the plans we were making. I just felt like the hits kept coming. I really felt a little like Job. Funny thing happened at the church we were visiting on that Sunday. The preacher spoke on Job.

I swallowed my pride and said ok God, I gotcha. Bad things happen to good people just like Job. We worked through most of the issues but the one thing that has been on my mind still was the good friend that was lost. It hurts that I don’t know what happened and probably will never know. But I trust in these words,  “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.”

Just like my garden is changing so am I and sometimes things don’t fit in just the way they use to. There is a season for everything and I am moving forward and can’t wait to see what is ahead.

Until tomorrow.

C