Being Still NOT in my garden

The hardest part about Robs and I moving to our little Horse Farm two years ago was that we weren’t producing much more than sawdust, horse, and donkey poop. That’s been tough for us. You see, we’ve always been committed to producing, giving back, and less consuming. We had big, lush gardens at our old place. Well, for two years we’ve had to put other priorities first. I’m telling ya, it has gnawed at my very soul, but I knew my Father was teaching me something. But I didn’t like it much. My old herbs I brought with me in pots weren’t even happy. We were total consumers. ?

We had to be still with only dreams of gardening again. We had to humble ourselves with the costs of groceries and buy less quality of fruits and vegetables. That stung a little, no, a lot!

So, this spring, I said, “Robs, no one seems to care much about what this old house looks like inside but we love being outside here. I can wait on the pretties inside (that I probably need to treasure a lot less) and build a chicken coop and garden instead.” So, we did. It was good for us and a tad alarming that we had to now consider our age in the nearer than I’d like to admit future with how we would maintain things easily. That reminded us to treasure the moments and be grateful for them. Lessons.✔️

Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

I’ve become more integral (right word?? Yeah, I looked it up) in the vegetable gardening not just flowers now. It’s been good for me and Robs finds it entertaining no doubt. I’m appreciating vegetables at the ground level more. Watching the Creator at work more. I’m appreciating the cycle and art of pollination on a whole new level. There’s a good reason agriculture is used throughout the scripture. Oh, I thought I knew it but nope, I needed to get down on level ground. It’s beautiful there. And on that level I can thank the bees, butterflies and other producers for coming to my garden.

 Teach me to do your will, for you are my God; may your good Spirit lead me on level ground. Psalm 143:10 NIV

Everyday I bring this little basket of my harvest into our kitchen. I’m so grateful that Robs and I if we had to could survive another day on it, maybe two. We’re producing in this old world again, not just consuming. Nothing compared to our past years of gardening but we’re more grateful for this little basket of goodies than all of the bushel baskets before. I don’t let a thing go to waste.

Better is a dish of vegetables where love is than a fattened ox served with hatred. Proverbs 15:17

Here’s the deal. Sometimes we just need to be still and accept that even when we feel like we aren’t producing, dare I say a slacker in our stillness, YHWH our Creator, is preparing us for a harvest we could never imagine. He’s the the ultimate producer. From Him all life came. From Him all life is sustained. I’m just so grateful He is letting me piddle in my little garden again while teaching me BIG lessons to treasure. “Little Is Much When God Is in It” Y’all remember that old song? That’s what I hear as I carry my little basket of eggs and veggies from my garden to my table these days.
I love y’all. ❤️

“Be still, and know that I am God.I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!” The Lord of hosts is with us;the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah Psalms 46:10-11

Blessings,

Raynita Lee

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