Garden Lullaby, August 21, 2019
One of my flower bunches had outgrown the pot. The roots were reaching out of the drainage holes. So I did what I’ve never done before. I became a plant surgeon. I broke the soil and gently + firmly replanted both in separate pots.
I wasn’t sure the hanging flowers would make it and it still looks weak, but it’s getting stronger and I’ve seen new green sprouts growing boldly. The other part of the flower bunch that was dying is now thriving. And so new life is triumphing all.
I keep being reminded of Spring 2018 when I was inexpertly plopping soil into a pot thinking, “I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m doing a new thing.” Immediately from this thought, God seemed to say, “I know what I’m doing, I’m doing a new thing.” And He has! And He is!
Transplanting flowers with a courageous hand and celebrating every single new green sprout confirms just how much life God has done & is doing on the outside of me and in the inside of me. I am a gardener. I am a celebrator of life. I am at peace. I am full of hope. I am watching. I am waiting. I am living from a place of joy.
I am here.
All because God knows what He’s doing.