Monday, October 12, 2015

The Truth About Planting

 As I walk past my garden day after day, I remember this,  "Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and whoever sows generously will also reap generously."  (2 Cor. 9:6)  
I am both the soil for the Master to plant in and the sower of seeds, as well.   I planted well in the spring time. I was hungry for tomatoes, so I planted many seeds.  I was hungry for greens, so I made several rows, I thought of carrots and potatoes and so I planted from this, my heart's desires.  My eyes were hungry for flowers, so I sprinkled the reds, purples and pinks all around.  To the songs of birds I planted.   In the aroma of spring I opened the soil, with the memory of a hungry winter I planted each tiny seed with purpose.

And how I have feasted all summer long!  Not just in sweet fruit, but in the solidness of vegetable and vine, too.  I was like a woman longing for proof and surprised when it burst forth in the heat of the day.  We reap what we sow.  It sprawled out like a long legged man laying in the garden beds, and laying all over one another like giddy girls at a slumber party.  I needed to see it, this proof about the planting, this profound scene from the sowing.  I will always reap what I sow.  

And now in the fall as the flavors and colors reach their climax, it is time to sow again in this continuous cycle of planting.   Proverbs 18:21 Good words satisfy like a fine meal;  and in our gardens we plant for our harvests...the fine meals of our homes and tables.  The good words bringing in a bounty. The morning sun lights the stage for a second curtain call and I am ready to plant and ready to be planted some more.

 For each tiny seed tucked in like a question has bolted to a vision of His answer;  His goodness and truth about the planting.  I am both the soil and the sower and we reap what we sow.

Proverbs 18:20-21New King James Version (NKJV)

20 A man’s stomach shall be satisfied from the fruit of his mouth;
From the produce of his lips he shall be filled.


  1. Loving you and your farmers heart. Imagining the sun shining down happy to help you move towards harvest. If you pop Son into that previous sentence, it will surely make your eyes sparkle.


    1. I love my dear friend, Kimmie! Now that you are here, I realize I miss you, too.
      I am just two weeks past a cozy women's retreat where I wrote this for the girlfriends there. The theme of our gathering was "Out of the the Heart". We looked into the power of our words according to God's word. It was so good.
      Hugs to you!

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