“Keep the garden alive.” My mother was leaving her garden in my care for an entire week. “You just have to water it.”
It was small miracle that I remembered to water it every day. And I still killed it -- an asparagus plant (and a pea plant…but who’s counting?). It started out looking unhealthy, and then it just keeled over.
What was the problem? I treated it the same as all the other plants, gave it everything everybody else got. But maybe…that was the problem. Perhaps it wasn’t like the other plants. Maybe it needed something else.
God is our Gardener. And unlike me, He knows exactly what we need to thrive, live a fulfilled life, and take our place in His kingdom.
I confess, I have spent too much time considering what “everyone else” has and whining to God: “She has that – why don’t have that?” or “He got to do that – why can’t I?” Maybe she gets the big house, he gets the better job, or they get those children because that is what is best for them. Maybe I don’t, because it is not what is best for me.
All I can say for sure is: the Gardener knows best.
Come with me as we grow in fellowship with each other and our Savior to whom belongs the Amazing Escape from sin and death and the Amazing Journey into glorious life.