He Is Still In The Garden

My garden has suffered a hostile takeover by the thickest and most determined weeds that ever grew.  The tidy rows of vegetables which I planted with such hope and anticipation are now being strangled by tangles of vines and stalks of weeds.  If I had pulled them out when they were small, my garden would look much different.  But I got busy.  The weeds grew fast.  And then…

I gave up.

Even so, look at what we found… Yes, one perfect little pumpkin.  As I was preparing to mow over a large section of garden, this beautiful little harbinger of the fall splendor to come caught my eye.

It’s tiny, for sure.  And it may not last through September.  But that’s O.K. 

It’s here for now, reminding me that even in the midst of my weedy jungle, born of my own neglect, God can work a miracle.  I picture Him causing the pumpkin to grow, simply because it pleases Him.   

In a garden I was ready to abandon, He was still busy at work. 

It made me think of other areas I’ve all but given up hope of changing.  On a personal level, and on larger scales.   

Am I tossing down my gardening gloves while God’s hands are ready to bring the fruit?  Are the size of the weeds causing me to hang back in despair?    

Kind of reminds me of Joshua and Caleb and their unwavering hold on  God’s faithfulness.  Such a little pumpkin.  Such a big lesson. 

I needed this reminder today to keep working my little plot.  To keep praying for our schools.  And for our country.  Because God is still in the garden.

And that is a wonderful thing.

Friends I’m joining today:  Amy’s Finer Things Friday, Carrie’s Friday Foto Fiesta,  and Photo Story Friday at My Chaos, My Bliss.  Come join us!