It's time to pull up your chair. Do you know you have one here in this space we call Soli Deo Gloria? You do. It's reserved every week only for you. This place would be different if you weren't here and we miss you when you are gone. This is a place filled with women who seek to honor your words, you heart, your tears, and your laughter. Scooch in close. You won't want to miss a word.
Last week was all about my fun Summer Snapshots. This week, there is another side, one that is filled with neglect. Frankly, I'm embarrassed to even show you this picture because in one particular way, it resembles the state of my heart.
Just a few months ago, this very same garden produced such fruit. But the hot Texas sun made its debut in full force and withered the tomato plants and the sweet basil. The pesky nutgrass, however, thrived and instead of delicious fruit, my garden had become overrun with weeds.
The rosemary, the cinnamon basil, and the mint survived, but because I had turned a blind eye to my garden, I hardly realized the wasps that made their home, burying themselves in the shade of the dead vines and the scent of the herbs. The nests grew too large and too active for me to simply knock them down without powerful poison. And so, because we do not wish to ingest toxins, everything had to come out. It had all become tainted.
How does this garden mirror my heart? I simply let worry and anxiety choke out my joy. I neglect God's promises and I put out of my memory all the times that He has provided for me. I turn often toward the problems and cares that intrude often upon my world, instead of recognizing the God whom I serve. I forget that i am not, but that i know I AM. I get busy to tending to my duties and my jobs and my little ones and my heart gets out of control. I become overrun with the world instead of overflowing with His Word. Stinging words contaminate my thought processes. Harmful toxins invade my heart and I wither.
It takes being intentional. It takes remembering. It takes cultivating - weeding, sowing, and reaping.
We must weed out the voices of this world.
We must plant His Word in our hearts.
We must reap all the benefits of passion for us.
There is always much our God wants to give us, but we must turn to Him in order to receive it.
"So each generation should set its hope anew on God, not forgetting
His glorious miracles and obeying His commands."
Psalm 78: 7
I am so happy to see your face here at Soli Deo Gloria. Did you know we have small groups? As SDG has grown, it started to lose a bit of the small community feel. As such, we have groups that visit each other and leave comments for each other on SDG days so that you don't feel lost in this big blog world. Would you like to be a part? If so, please email me at email@example.com. Also, if you are new here, please put "I am new" as your caption so that we might give you a proper welcome.