My front yard has few blooms this summer. It’s another thing I’ve let go, due to having too much on my plate. It makes me a little sad, because I love getting in morning sun, digging dirt, placing roots in soil, and refilling. I love tending and caring, as the world seems to slow down with wisps of wind and the encroaching sounds of nature. Then, there’s the reward of toil in its offer of beauty. When evening light cues rest, I make my way to the bench swing where I sip on decaf while enjoying the gardens. The kids wander in play.
But right now in this wintry season of motherhood, bones feel bare from long nights and early mornings. I realize my priority is with these little ones who need cultivating. With July’s ending, routine still beyond my reach, and a new school year rapidly approaching, I find myself anxious. I’m unsure how I’ll keep up—but the Lord holds my tomorrows. Today’s trouble is sufficient for itself (Matthew 6:34).
The Bible says, “A man’s heart plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps,” (Proverbs 16:9).
I do have a plan—at least the start of one. For that, I can trust He’ll lead me in the “to do’s.”
Maybe the winds of the Holy Spirit will take my family to rocky ground, where hard earth is broken up, character taking root and blooming. Or maybe He’ll lead us to dark, rich soil where seeds are planted, branches pruned, fruit abounding.
Whatever the case, we’ll draw our strength from Him.
And surely we’ll find that “apart from him we can do nothing,” (John 15:5).
Linking up with Lisa-jo Baker for a Five Minute Friday on the prompt “Bloom.”