Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Meditations From a Spring Day

     Spring came early this year, and our yard sprouted into a jungle before we even noticed. So yesterday we went after the weeds that had gotten the jump on us. The weather was wonderful - a summer sun with a cool spring breeze. The sky is already deepening to its summer blue but the sunlight still has some of its wintry whiteness. I was actually enjoying myself, digging up weeds of every shade of spring green with warm sunshine on my shoulders and dirt and sap on my bare hands. As I pruned some roses, my mom reminded me to cut a lot off because roses "like being cut." That got me thinking. Plants, unlike people, know exactly what they need. The trick to gardening is simply learning what the plants want - water, dirt, sunshine, pruning, nitrogen, etc. My grandpa was good at learning what plants wanted. They fascinated him, and he just wanted to know more and more. So he planted all kinds of plants in his yard, until it looked like a plant nursery, "just to see what would happen," and he did learn quite a bit.
     Yesterday I soaked up the views of the cloud dotted sky and bright green earth while the breezes tossed around the smells of dirt and grass. And I thought about how God put all this beauty here just for the pleasure of it despite what He knew would happen. And now it serves as this massive contradiction for the evil and degradation that exists here, with the simple purpose of making us ask, "why?" and, "what if?" And for those who want to learn God has an answer.

Never despise the asker even if they're looking for answers in the wrong place. Every searching starts with asking, and as long as there is still searching there is hope of finding the Truth.

Keep on asking, and you will receive what you ask for. Keep on seeking, and you will find. Keep on knocking, and the door will be opened to you.  For everyone who asks, receives. Everyone who seeks, finds. And to everyone who knocks, the door will be opened. - Matt. 7:7-8

I see God...
                  in spring.

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