The two things growing in
my yard that never need watering is asparagus, and sunflowers. The
asparagus I am posting is so tall, and I dread having to cut it back
a little later on. I will not be able to get the cutters inside the
thick stalks very easy. When I do get them all cut they make a stack
as high as a small mountain. I just pile them all back on the bed
that I cut them from so they will protect from freezing weather later
on. I enjoyed lots of meals of asparagus this last spring. I have
eaten the last package I put in the freezer. Every year I have a
bigger crop than the year before. The same is true with my sunflowers
and holy hawks. I don't ever have to plant seeds to have a bountiful
crop of them. Of course the morning glories are the fasting spreading
flower in the yard. I have to keep trimming them out, or they would
grow on every vine, or fence around my yard. Then I have the tropical
grass that is impossible to keep thinned out. So when I say I am not
messing with beautifying my yard any more, I am just fooling myself.
I have no choice if I keep living in my home. I hope I have a better
attitude, and a better, arthritis free, body next year. I have faith
that I will.
My faith has been growing
in spite of dry weather, and hot wind. The three inches of rain we
had recently have made my brown grass turn green again. I will have
to call the lawn man again after all. It seems like almost instantly
my worries have vanished, and I am seeing nothing but fun times
ahead. Arthur Aitis has left me but still visits me occasionally. He
doesn't like it because I don't give into him. Although I didn't
expect him to leave, I'm sure glad he did. I can't name all the good
things that I have been experiencing lately, but I had to first fight
a big battle. Or should I say I had to wait while God fought my
battle. He never fails, and I never fail to thank Him. Every trial I
have to go through is worth the willingness I have to answer to, If
it be the way that hurts me so badly I can't hardly bare it, I will
say, I am strong, and I can do it. Most of the time things get
better, and all the time I get rewarded more than I asked. I just
have to be willing to let things go that I can't control, and learn
to live with the circumstances. The beautiful song, “One Day At A
Time,” comes to my mind a lot. I think I have to pray for patience
more than anything else. Tribulation brings forth patience. That is
found in God's Word, and I will never doubt it.
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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