Gardening is a lesson in patience. Gardening provides much anticipation and hope.
Early preparation allows for lots of dreaming but also a long wait.
Hazel, gardening in her bathing suit.
My friend Marianne's garden
The garden at the Hovander House, Ferndale, WA
Hovander
Awake, north wind, and come, south wind! Blow on my garden, that its fragrance
may spread everywhere. Let my beloved come in to his garden and taste its choice fruits.
Song of Solomon 4:16
Hovander
Hazel and Estelle on the brick walk at the Hovander Garden
Psalm 147:11
the Lord delights in those who fear him, who put their hope in His unfailing love
Stan and Adie's garden
A place to dream. Dirt floors on either side of the walk have certainly interested Oren.
This, to me, is a picture of anticipation and of hope.
We went to a very tough funeral earlier this week.
The man who died may have lost hope. Or his sadness overruled his hope?
I think I could guess, analyze and ask questions for weeks.
I suppose if I could take anything from his death, it would be to ENCOURAGE and invest in the living. One of my favorite ways to do this is by being a mom, a teacher and a friend.
I taught today and those kids are so hungry for affirmation, reassurance, they want to be acknowledged! I stepped into a great classroom where their teacher is doing a terrific job. And for today I had the sweet opportunity to encourage and teach.
So, I have the opportunity and hope in planting seeds whether it be in the garden or in my community. And I pray God will show me where to be and when to be there.
The man who passed away last week has three children, all teenagers, smart, talented young people. Prayers for them would be appreciated.
