Views from our Garden: From the Rising of the Sun to its Setting, let the Lord be Praised

The Garden of our Lives

It’s seed-planting season, and we’ve started our basil, parsley and coriander indoors.

There’s a kind of inevitability to it–plant a basil seed, get basil; plant a sunflower seed, well, get sunflowers.

When we look at the garden of our lives, our life as it is, with its components of family, friends, health, wealth, work, community, well, it’s a component of two things

1) The seeds we have sown,

2) Our reaction to the things that have happened to us, the time the dandelions and weeds from the neighbour’s garden blow into ours, and the wild deer eat our roses and the rabbits nibble our brassicas (I am speaking from experience now

I keep thinking that of late. When I am about to say something sharp, or behave less than kindly, I remind myself, “Oh Anita, do you really want to sow this seed into the garden of your life?”

The world is almost mathematical, but not quite. There’s Pi, a number no one will ever be able to compute, for it is infinite.

Infinity invades our world, full of grace and mercy.

Many of the good and kind and generous things I’ve done, I have not been rewarded for, except that my character became a little bit more good, kind and generous.

But conversely, God has saved me from the visible consequences of so many of the unkind things I have done.

The garden of our lives is not a mathematical garden, thank goodness.

Jesus steps in with grace and mercy, saving us from the mathematical consequences of our darker words and deeds, things we are now ashamed of.

Redeemer, who first appeared in a garden in Genesis, who returned to earth once resurrected greatly resembling a gardener, uproot the weeds I have sown in the garden of my life, and even now, make it beautiful.

 

And now a sunset today.

These were not photoshopped (neither I nor Roy know now to do that!!) beyond cropping.