The wilderness of winter is segueing to the voluptuous
excesses of spring, and it can’t do it fast enough for me! The bulbs are up,
some are out but most continue to grow and form in response to the warming
welcome of sunlight.
The field stretching out beyond the bird feeders has been
ploughed and lies exposed, awaiting whatever seed the farmer will plant. Birds scavenge
among the clods of dirt for bugs and worms, eager for change from a winter diet
(I imagine!).
To be honest, the winter’s hibernation offers me a break
from the sense of drivenness which comes as an untidy garden begins to awaken
and display its need for the hand of a gardener. I struggle each year to know how
much to do in a big garden largely untamed, and how much to release to nature. As
my efforts at husbandry often go unrewarded (my leeks are still in the ground,
about the size of spring onions…), I wonder why I bother, but something in me
drives me on, hoping this will be the year…
Oh Lord, help me to keep time with you today. Help me to
walk to the beat of your drum, to allocate my time well and to keep my
priorities clear. May I never unseat you as King of my heart, the one who knows
what is best for me and who calls me to Spirit-filled acts of service, and to
divine times of rest and refreshment.
This is the day that the Lord has made. Let me rejoice and
be glad in it!
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