Weeds

It's been awhile. Whoops. What did my last post (over 20 months ago) end with? "That's what happens when 'life happens'"? Well, that's what happened, I guess. :)

I've been meaning to start writing again--not all the time, just occasionally. Today, something occurred to me while pulling weeds. Yes, weeds.

Contrary to what my parents probably would remember, I like to pull weeds, especially the day of a good rain. The soil is wet & gives way to the root more easily than when it's parched. If you're lucky and pull just the right way, you can get that root out intact--leaving no part of the weed remaining. Little gives me more satisfaction when pulling weeds than to get an entire weed out--root and all. If it means taking a chunk of soil with it, so be it.

Getting rid of sin is like that, too. If our hearts aren't well-watered, we have a tough time getting to the root of the sin. Hearts closed off to the Word of God and Jesus' gentle, healing hands make eliminating sin impossible. When we spent regular time with the Lord, though, asking His help to rid our lives of sin, He primes our hearts with the Water of life and sin can be more easily battled. I wonder if God enjoys the root of sin being pulled out of our lives intact as much as I do.

I'm guessing so...it makes room for the flowers to grow. :)