A REASON AND A SEASON
I love weeding after a good rain. Everything looks so green and luscious. I feel I'm working in the garden of our Lord. The soil is soft. You can easily pull the weeds out. There is so much satisfaction in seeing your work coming into its own. How can I not stand back and admire it all? I don't think there's anything wrong with that, do you? I am not gloating. I am just happy with my work.
To feel the earth beneath your feet, the rich soil between your fingers - is ecstasy. It is what they call grounding, I suppose. To me, it is simple bliss. When we feel it, we should pay attention and celebrate. Who knows when such a moment will come again. The memories can carry us forward when times are not so fortunate. We know that this, too, shall pass.
Let us celebrate our lives with the fruits of
our garden and our spirits. Let us drink a toast to our friends, family and neighbours, for their love, friendship and the lessons they give us. There is a reason and a season for everything under heaven.
Original Post @onethousandandtwo
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