when yard work seems constant.
It was a blessing (and a curse) that we didn't have rain this week ... it meant the grass didn't grow out of control (and I actually got to skip a week mowing) ... but it was also so dry, the ground was cracked. And, no doubt, there'll be a tall, mess of grass when I get back from Mexico :-(
The bushes, on the other hand, are growing out of control.
As are the weeds ... rain or no, they seem undeterred.
I made a few rounds through my flower beds last evening trying to get rid of the pesky flying bugs that have infested them. And while I was there, I leaned down to pick out the weeds ... just like I did last week and the week before ... and ...
It's constant.
Leave the weeds, and they take over. It looks bad ... but it also chokes out the good stuff the plants need to grow.
I thought as I leaned down to pull weeds that our lives aren't much different.
So easily, weeds creep up into our lives: attitudes, expectations, hurt feelings, bitterness, bad habits, laziness, apathy, anger, fear ...
It takes regular tending to deal with them.
When we don't pull those weeds, they grow out of control and they choke out the good stuff in our lives.
It's hard, those regular maintenance kinds of things. Seems like we can never stay on top of them ... housework, yardwork, car maintenance, exercise ... likewise, tough to keep on top of maintenance in our inner lives ... often because it takes the opposite of those other chores. Instead of being busy with tasks, tending to our lives requires we stop and do some evaluating, some praying, some listening.
When we don't take that time, though ... those weeds can take over. I love the look of a freshly mowed lawn ... of fresh mulch ... of crisply edged borders. I love the clean, neat look of a well maintained flower bed. I'd like my life to be as pleasing ... to God and to those who see it.
Gonna dig up some weeds ...
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