All that hard work, and the garden was a failure…or so it seemed. The beautiful Kwanzan cherry tree was dying out, and the eagerly awaited billows of pink fluffy blooms did not materialize in the splendor of years gone by.
The tree was the highlight of the patio garden; the central hub for the whole yard, really. Without its expected glory, everything else was lackluster in comparison.
It didn’t matter that the violas under the disappointing tree were particularly robust and colorful this year. The graceful nodding of the Hawera daffodils went largely unnoticed as well. Continue reading “The prominent ones”
I tell you, though he will not get up and give him anything because he is his friend, yet because of his impudence he will rise and give him whatever he needs” (Luke 11:8, ESV).
When waiting on an answer from God, it is easier to doubt than trust. Continue reading “God is not like your friends”
Some people look at me as an expert in horticulture. I’ve even been pointed out in a crowd as a “master gardener.” I’m not one. It’s not just because I haven’t completed all the requirements for certification by the local Master Gardener course, but because I have really racked up so many failures.
The fact is, I have lost more plants than some people have ever grown. This year it was my Sea Holly, my new Jack Frost Brunnera, and some heucheras that bit the dust. My prized Georgea Peach heuchera had to be moved during the summer, and it didn’t make it through the transplanting process alive. Continue reading “You win some, you lose some”
It never fails, the most requested song in the Kindergarten Bible Class is “Sing and be Happy”. There are kids who ask to sing that song as soon as they arrive and rarely a Sunday morning goes by that we don’t sing it at least twice. Continue reading Sing and Be Happy
There’s a new song on country music radio about a father talking about his unborn son. The chorus has the words “If he’s anything like me” and then goes into the similarities that the two will probably have in common. Every time I hear it, I think about my Heavenly Father. Continue reading Anything Like Me