Wednesday, July 23, 2008
The fact is, that while I was pulling weeds a few days after giving them a good spray down with industrial strength weed killer, I found that I still had to dig down deep in the soil and make sure that the root came along with the 'flowered' part of the plant. Beautiful as some of them were, they were still weeds. Ugly as some of them were, they were still weeds. It's kind of like sin. Sometimes there are things in our lives that are blatantly ugly. Sin that doesn't hide, we can see it, we know it's there and we just pass right on by without "weeding" it out of our lives. Then there's the "beautiful" weeds. The ones that seem ok at first; we rationalize, say they produce flowers, say they will beautify the area. But as they grow, their true nature comes out - they are nothing but weeds, and they get larger and become more entrenched into the ground than if we would have taken care of them in the first place.
So how do you remedy these weeds? I figure some will just pull the tops - they figure if they get rid of what can just be seen on the surface, then there will not be sin below. Maybe they will avoid looking at their weeds by simply passing them by. Others will realize that only through a good "spraying" of scripture, prayer and walking in worship with Christ and others will get those deep roots. They let the weed killer sink down into their souls and fend off the sin that has become entwined into their lives. It doesn't happen in a day, or a week, but takes a lifetime of tending to your own garden with the right weed killer...I'm envisioning Jesus with a jug of spray goin' at my weed infested heart - it's kinda funny actually. Well, metaphorically of course, spray 'em down and pull 'em out.
Funny - who woulda ever thought weeds and sin were alike? Oh, that's right, Jesus did.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Mmmmm....that sand is yummy! Anna thought it was a treat to eat sand.
Diggin' holes to bury Hudson in the sand. He thought this was a great game!
Anna and cousin Will - she loved being in someone's arms - there were a lot of those around this week, I think she got a bit spoiled.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
With teeth this morning at 6:50 am:
With gauze bandaids on the way home:
Smiling with Daddy without teeth in the front: