Beauty 365 … Stories of Love and Life for Everyday

Gorgeous, warm sunshine beckoned some of us outside the morning of day 22. Okay, it beckoned me, and I succeeded in ‘beckoning’ a couple of the kids to join me. I suppose the kids have learnt the hard way that when Mum ‘beckons’ outdoors, it means jobs!

Typically, my garden projects focus on the front yard. “Quick, could someone please mow a path so visitors can find their way from the front gate to the front door?!”  Or, “What should we do with the old Christmas tree in the driveway that’s blocking the drain?” As you can see, we’re not talking pruning roses or clipping hedges.

We are human after all, and sometimes when a task, such as taming our garden, seems so over-whelmingly impossible, it’s just easier not to go there in the first place. Being in lock-down, however, it has become difficult to ignore, so I have made a strategic plan. Starting with weeding just one garden bed.

The men in our household equate gardening with chopping down trees or using noisy, petrol-driven motors, as for me, I like to use my hands. I find it therapeutic to remove weeds, one by one, and the end product of a clear soily bed, is absolutely exhilarating. (Look at the photo, do you feel my joy?!)

As Holy Week begins, I also hope to clear the weeds in my own heart; perhaps less easily done, so that love can grow instead. I am entrusting this to the Divine gardener. For nothing is impossible to Him.