So for Easter I received flower seeds. I was excited by the thought of being able to see different types of flowers and colors right outside my window. I did not think it would take a lot of effort, I just knew I was about to have a whole lot of pretty in my front yard.
I might have underestimated the amount of energy it was going to take to receive the beauty I wanted so badly. In closer examination of my flower bed I realized that I was going to need to pull out weeds and dead plants, add new mulch, and continue to maintain a healthy amount of water to the tiny little seeds.
So I did what any busy (but still desiring the pretty colorful flowers) person would do; I threw the seeds in the flower bed, sprinkled a little dirt on top and hoped for the best. Chattanooga gets a fair amount of rain in the spring, they were going to be fine.
And it just so happened that in two weeks there was growth! Green sprouts started coming up from the ground. Our perennials were in full bloom and our yard had so much potential. Go me! Only, because I had not pulled the weeds that were growing just as fast, to an untrained eye you really couldn’t tell the difference between the new flowers and the weeds. Knowing that if I left them alone the flowers would bloom and I could pull the weeds out once there was a noticeable difference. . . That was a solid plan. Until the cute spring birds decided to use my flowers as grub for their babies. They were thoughtful enough to leave behind the weeds though. Yay.
This past week sitting on my porch I realized I could have been enjoying my flowers if only I had put a little more effort in caring for and protecting the seeds I had planted. Looking at my barren flower bed I realized this is not how I want my relationship with God to end up. I do not want to go through life and avoid the tough things and end up just as I was in the beginning (avoiding change and growth). I want to work through the tough seasons and not to just dismiss the little challenges. I need to remove the weeds even if it is one at a time. Like posting on my blog!
I don’t want to regret anything about the process in the World Race. I want to fully embrace what God is asking of me, even if it involves spilling my feelings on a computer screen for people to judge (worst fear by the way). If this blog will help one person see the love of Christ then I want to be apart of Gods plan! I never feel like I have the right thing to say. I am a perfectly messy individual who gets to take a huge leap of faith and go on a journey that I could have never dreamed possible. My blog post will be messy as I process and share what Christ is doing in my life and others around me, but I will try to be as honest and real as possible. This is the beginning of my journey, starting with overcoming the fear of being vulnerable on social media (One small step for me, one giant leap for faith in Jesus).
