Outside, out back, in the garden
kneeling
down by the edge of the grass
Rich loam held between my fingers;
A grip of the stems, roots, balls of grass
pulled up through the wet
the rain-drenched soil
A smell to the mulch, the grass,
wraps
itself around me
the
water from heaven;
A
newness of this morning
after
the summer shower.
A patch cleared of the unwanted
weeds pulled out of the garden;
Separated from the wheat,
the chaff for burning
the wheat to be
gathered in.
A wonderful closeness to nature
pulling
weeds in the garden;
God’s lessons for
us
of all that He
provides
of our role in
creation, His purpose,
through the work of
my hands.
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edited August 6, 2016
In Praise of Weeding – v5
(merging original and version 4)
edited February 9, 2016
In Praise of Weeding – v4
(merging edits to original, version 2, version 3)
edited July 28, 2015
In Praise of Weeding – v3
(editing original)
edited April 29, 2015
In Praise of Weeding – v2
July 16, 2007 14:04
In Praise of Weeding
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