I started gardening as a hobby. I pulled up grass
and broke ground. I dug up large stones that would impeded roots as they
stretched deeper into the ground. When I was done I covered the bare
ground with mulch to add some cover to portions left in the open.
Over time I realized there was a need to go back and tend to
the plants and the soil. The plants needed fertilizer and the beds
themselves needed to be mulched again. The weeds needed to be removed. I
could not imagine the effort it would take to keep those areas I had
changed from becoming an eye sore.
As I continue my labor of love, I now see that there is never a
time when I can actually say there is nothing to do. I always see
something to prune or an area that did not come out as well as I had
anticipated.
My hobby resembles my spiritual walk in many ways, except God
is the gardener and I am the garden. He has removed much debris and has
planted His Holy Spirit inside of me. I remember my heart being
cultivated by His words and the breaking up of hard ground. The removal
of stones and the pulling of the weeds. When all was done He covered me
with His amazing grace. Yet, with all that He has done there is still
much to do. Except the LORD build the house, they labor in vain that
built it (Ps. 127:1). I trust Him and understand that even when things
tend to lie dormant His watchful eye remains. He not only watches over
the things He has changed but, also sees the work that must still be
done. As Paul told the Philippian church, "Being confident of this very
thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ: (Phil. 1:6). He is still watching and He is still working, so keep believing.
Be blessed.