For Mother’s Day, my oldest brother gave me several trays of perennial plants. Planting flowers can be hard work, but the results are well worth it. I painstakingly engaged in the chore to make sure the seedlings were planted, as soon as possible. Early one morning, I labored as the warm sprinkle of silvery, tiny, drops started to touch ground before I finished the task. It was my desire that the natural shower, moving slowly from the sky, on that warm spring day, would be welcomed by the plants
Watering, feeding and weeding are necessary to assure a beautiful and successful outcome. For the first several weeks, I detested the drudgery of untangling the water hoses, freeing them from the maze of crooks and turns, then adjusting the sprayer, in order that the water could reach all my petite plants at the perfect angle. Periodic rain showers supplied all the nutrients needed for splendid results. Watching the plants turn into a beautiful array of pink, white and red flowers was very enjoyable. Occasionally, I would pull a few weeds but for the most part, the Maker of our world took care of the rest.
There was a period of time when I was out of town for several weeks; needless to say, my mind and attention were not on flowers. The beauty of the stunning array of pastel colored flowers, reaching toward the sky, had become overgrown with weeds that almost outnumbered the picturesque plants concealed from the sunlight. My preoccupation yielded a chaotic situation that seemed almost unmanageable. My next mission was to restore the garden that brought me such pleasure.
Early one morning, with the determination to put things in order, I tackled the largest weeds first. To my surprise, they surrendered easily to the gentlest tug because their roots were not very deep in the soil. For the weeds with deep roots, I had to use brute force before the unwanted weeds would surrender. Eventually, the task was completed and I stood back and marveled at the beauty that was previously buried and the scenic view of dazzling colors became more visible.
How deep are the weeds in our lives? In the process of evaluating the hidden beauty in life, I thought about the weeds that grow in our private gardens and what it would take to remove them. The subtle growth of some weeds becomes so entrenched, that at some point, there presence is impossible to ignore. Many of us may possess remarkable traits, but because of being smothered by unpleasant attitudes, disgruntled reactions and self-centered notions, beauty goes unnoticed. How often do we take time to weed out negative thoughts, our deepest fears and selfish motives? Like the unwanted weeds in a flower garden, when left unattended, the weeds in our lives become damaging traits that tend to choke out the beauty and impede our ability to share joy and hope with others.
Even being involved in daily devotions, prayer and journaling will not prevent us from being weed free. Power that comes from the Holy Spirit is the only source that gives us the ability to confront and conquer the things in life that may hinder us from shining a brighter light, and becoming a true and sustaining witness. Matthew 5:14-16 (KJV) Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.
Months have passed since I planted that flower garden. Because of the diligence in removing the weeds, I continued to enjoy the stunning display of flowers, which brought me great pleasure. As time pass, with persistent weeding of the heart, you will be able to expose the light in your life. Beauty that was hidden within you will be uncovered as you spread love, peace and light in the world.