Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Breaking Hard Ground
I decided to dig a pumpkin garden. In hard, Alabama clay soil. By hand. In 90 degree heat.
Yeah, I know. Vintage Heather moment. My hands hurt for days. And wouldn't you know?
I still haven't gotten the pumpkins in! Waiting on some nice, fresh horse manure from next door, but that's a whole 'nother story.
Plenty. For some time - maybe the past 3 months or so - I've felt the still, small voice of the Lord whispering to me. He's got some work to do on my heart. There are areas of sin that need digging up, turning over, fertilizing with tears of repentance, and planting the seeds of the Word of God. And - kindly - God showed me that my - ahem - addiction to dear Facebook was not helping.
You know, when your kids say, "MOM! You're not going to put that on facebook, are you?" There might be an issue.
I'm just sayin'.
So I'm spending the summer digging, weeding, fertilizing and planting in the soil of my heart. Praying for God to cause His Word to grow deep roots.
And for my heart to be more responsive to Him than my small, hard, still-not-planted pumpkin patch.