Gardening has given me such good practice at patience and trust in the Lord

I planted a flower garden from seed a few weeks ago

On a Tuesday

It was a breezy and very cloudy day 

While my hands grew tired, I questioned… is this going to be worth it 

Digging up sod is hard work

Are these tiny little seeds going to create something beautiful that I can put on my counter

As a mom, all the little things

All the dishes

All the talks about Jesus

All the times where I have to take a breathe so I don’t freak out

All those seeds

Are they going to amount to a human that feels loved, that loves the Lord, and those around them?

What will they amount to?

Will I be the mom that I want to be?

Will I provide them the life that they deserve?

In a couple of weeks, I will see the sprouts

Tiny little green seedlings will catch my breath

This is something you can only experience when planting from seed

The hard work, waiting, the hoping, and then the bloom of excitement

Like when I hear my son pray unprompted for the first time

Or when he points out "Jesus' cross” somewhere out in the world

Little leaves peaking out of the ground

A little believer learning his way

Little hints of the things that we have hoped prayed and planted seeds for