metaphors in a garden

it's true.  all my hard work in my yard is paying off!

i'm sharing pure eye candy.  but i promise, it's much better in person.

i really do love to work in my yard.  it never ceases to amaze me how many metaphors can be found in a garden.

one day i was digging and kept hitting roots from a Japanese maple.  not wanting to damage the root system, i moved to another area and found decomposing roots.

and i found that interesting.  roots attached to a life system will thrive, grow, and mature.  roots detached from their life system will rot, decompose, and wither away.

isn't that amazing.  and isn't our God awesome?

while doing some weeding and watering the other day, i kept singing one of my favorite hymns.  i don't know why it came to me while doing those particular chores, but it did nonetheless.

at first i started just humming it.  then singing it softly.  but the lyrics are so powerful.  i couldn't help myself.  and most of y'all know me...i just started singing it.  surely my neighbors are used to me by now.

come thou fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace
streams of mercy never ceasing call for songs of loudest praise
teach me some melodious sonnet, sung by flaming tongues above
praise the Mount i'm fixed upon it, Mount of Thy redeeming love

here i raise find my greatest treasure; hither by Thy help i've come
and i hope by Thy good pleasure safely to arrive at home
Jesus sought me when a stranger, wandering from the fold of God
He to rescue me from danger interposed His precious blood

oh to grace how great a debtor daily i'm constrained to be
let Thy goodness like a fetter bind my wandering heart to Thee
prone to wander, Lord i feel it, prone to leave the God i love
here's my heart, Lord take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above

here's my heart, Lord take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above

words by Robert Robinson, (1735-1790)