I was spending a beautiful Minnesota afternoon outside contemplating, when it dawned on me that the daunting task of weeding is actually very spiritual.
Please don’t misunderstand me, I hate to weed. But I hate to see weeds even more. They really, really bother me. In fact, you could consider me somewhat of a weed connoisseur. I know what belongs, and what doesn't, in a garden. And so it is with God and our lives.
However you define the Divine, there is something to be said for the placement of “objects” in our lives, people, places, circumstances, which come to define who we are. Likewise, it is the removal of certain people, places and circumstances from our lives that can be compared to God doing a little necessary “weeding”. Not everything belongs. Not everything is good for us. In fact some things, and some people, can be detrimental to our “growth”. We may not see it at the time, but God sees it. After all, God knows what belongs in the garden of our lives and what doesn't. As mortals, often selfish and self-centered mortals, we sometimes confuse weeds for things of beauty, even for rose bushes with their appealing blooms and sweet smell. We pay no mind to the thorns because we think, or we train ourselves to think, that the thorns are just part of the pretty plant that has come to inhabit the garden of our heart. But God recognizes the thorns for what they really are. God knows the true nature of the false plant that we have come to accept.
I sometimes don’t get the whole root. This bothers me because I know that eventually that weed will grow back, usually very quickly. But I have found that when God does weeding in my life, the entire weed, roots and all, are pulled. Whether it is a bad relationship that Ive come to accept or a situation that doesnt favor God’s plans for my life, I find that when God’s hand moves and those “objects” are taken from me, it hurts like ever-loving hell at first. But soon the soil of my heart begins to heal and I find myself comfortable and strong and ready to grow once more. My life is healthy because of God’s “hard love”, and what’s more is my garden is fertile once again...
by : KC Cordero - CFC Singles For Christ - Southern California, South Bay chapter
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