I read, years ago, in a book on gardening about planting a herby lawn, a lawn with herbs interplanted with grass, so that as you walk they release their sweet fragrance. We did not succeed in establishing herbs in our lawn in Virginia, as our gardening skills were unequal to their scorching summers and freezing winters.
However, in England’s mild climate, even though we have been careless and distracted gardeners, it has worked. The lemon balm and apple mint we planted in beds (yes, silly us,) has spread all over the lawn. I can’t wait to mow the grass now, to smell apple mint and the astringent-sweet lemon.
Mint all over the lawn. From what? Wispy, unpromising cuttings sowed 6 years ago!
That is God’s normal–the law of increase. Small good deeds yielding a mighty harvest.
Multiplication–the exponential power of multiplication–is God’s normal way of doing things, 5000 fed from 5 loaves, seeds scattered bringing forth quite out of proportion to their tiny selves.
Bless and establish the work of our hands, O Lord!