Tending my Garden
Hello, friends! And happy spring! This month I have kept things a little quiet on the social media front to encourage more white space in my life and thoughts. I am not busy, nor do I choose to live in that “busy” mindset, but some bigger things are calling my attention, my entire presence. One of those things is simply being still, meditating on the Word and allowing God to fill this new-found white space with what His heart desires for me.
This morning, continuing my study in 1 Corinthians, I came to chapter three verses six through eight. God completely moved my heart.
What, after all, is Apollos? And what is Paul? Only servants, through whom you came to believe—as the Lord has assigned to each his task. I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God has been making it grow. So neither the one who plants nor the one who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow. The one who plants and the one who waters have one purpose, and they will each be rewarded according to their own labor.
Our purpose is to not figure out how to grow. We were made to plant and water. God’s job is to make the real magic through growth. My prayer for this month has completely changed from asking God to show me how, to asking God to show me where to plant and what to water. I do not make the magic. He does.
My goal this month is to plot out a garden for our backyard. When I was ten years old, I was a stubborn and determined little thing, and practically willed onions, lettuce, carrots and sunflowers to grow in the volcanic rock soil of Puerto Rico when we were stationed there. This month, I’m pulling on the faith of my ten-year old self to not only grow some vegetables and flowers this spring, but to continue planting the seeds and watering the ground of the things God has placed on my heart with full faith in His beautiful promises of growth. Real magic.