June 26, 2015
A wee one picked a pretty flower
and gave it to her Mom.
Everyone around her smiled with joy.
She grew older and was taught
a dandelion was “just a weed”
but did the flower really change
when the eyes of her heart
She grew up
and made them into
such delicious wine!
How eye opening!
By Martha L Shaw – © 6–26-2015
June 9, 2012
So, is your life full of weeds? Does it seem like there were a few yesterday but you couldn’t get to them and then WOW today they have taken over completely? I know the feeling. Yup, there was a storm and as I stand in the yard in the middle of the weeds, I feel scrapes on my legs from the climb into the middle of the mess, and I’m somewhat lost. I see blue sky above me, and feel the sun’s warmth on my face as I look up, but here I find myself in the middle of a mess and random attempts to yank, to snip, to will it to go away . . . not all that effective.
Wondering . . . will I just be lost in this mess? Does anybody know I’m here? Will I be missed? Helped? Here I am stuck again . . . usually it turns out okay. Have I used up all my chances this time? Then I heard a voice calling out “excuse me?” I worked my way over the mess and through it. A neighbor said “you seem to be having trouble . . . I’m planning to spray my yard to get rid of the weeds, if it’s okay with you, may I use some of my spray on your yard too?” Yup, I started to cry at this point, although I tried to hide it. No, not really because the weeds in my life had beaten me, but because once again the Lord led me out of my mess and knew just what I needed even though I was too distracted to petition Him for help!
When my neighbor, whom I don’t even know, said “I’ll handle it. Don’t worry about it” what was being said to me was about so much more than weeds and was from my neighbor’s lips, but Jesus’ heart. “Don’t worry. I’ll handle it.” Jesus always does. Always.