Yesterday I was weeding my mom's garden. Not sure if it was a garden persay, but it had lots of beautiful plants in it.. so call it what you will, and I will call it a garden.
The plants are beautiful, they are crowded in. Amongst them are weeds and lots of them
I sat there listening to my music on loud, as loud as the player would go.
This thought popped into my head about the weeding and the garden. It's like my life for example.. Before I accept God, I had a lot of weeds in it.. They were entangled into everything. God weeds out the things in our lives that aren't right or good for us. It takes years, sometimes a lifetime to weed those things out.
But he is the Gardener and he keeps going until it's finished. Never once does he give up, he tends to his children everyday and very carefully. That is the thought that came to me while I was weeding yesterday. We are God's children, He is our Shepard, we are all part of God's wonderful garden and he is our caretaker and he does a wonderful job. His love is unconditional.
