March 20, 2019
This season I believe the weeds outnumber my plants and have nearly over taken some areas of our yard. Taking advantage of the last five days of beautiful weather and anticipating spring’s first rainfall this weekend I have been on my hands and knees pulling, coaxing, and yanking these eyesores. In one small area of our yard these unwanted guests had settled in and were well on their way to becoming permanent squatters.
I sat down and pulled one weed, then a second, and after removing the third, there it was; one tiny blade of carpet grass! I was elated. I just couldn’t let this tiny fighter suffocate. I continued clearing around it following its creeping stolons and it brought me joy knowing not all was lost. It has been tedious work and my wrist has protested, especially late at night; however, the hope that these surviving patches of green will thrive with spring rains and mild temperatures makes me happy.
It reminded me of Abraham pleading with God for the righteous people of Sodom and Gomorrah. Genesis 18:16-33.
I am willing to return to that small area of landscape and meticulously remove these noxious invaders because of a few viable plugs of sod. Imagine how much more our Lord longs for those buried in weeds and patiently equips others to plead for, pray over, and minister to them?
Plant seeds of hope and salvation, nurture them with prayer, and minister with loving gentleness; someone buried in weeds of hopelessness may need you today. Be blessed y’all!
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