It is early spring...

and Kelby and I began planting our garden. (Okay, mostly Kelby began planting; I only helped a bit.) We scooped dirt out at the right depth, gently placed a seed in the ground, and covered it with soil. We were careful not to plant the seeds too close together, for we wanted to give each plant room to grow. Crowding seeds means small, immature plants. And these plants are meant for sustenance; we want them to grow well in order to feed our bodies, to make us healthy and strong.


James writes: "Therefore, putting aside all filthiness and all that remains of wickedness, in humility receive the word implanted, which is able to save your souls" (James 1:21).


It is early spring, and God is tending my soul garden. He has gently placed the seeds - His word - at the right depths and the right distance apart. Sometimes, let's be honest, most all the time, I fill up that empty space. But God meant it to be just that - space - room for His word to grow. My filling makes my soul garden overcrowded. Crowding seeds means small, immature plants. Crowding things means a small, immature me. And God meant these plants for sustenance; He desires (and so do I!) them to grow well in order to feed my soul, to make me healthy and strong.


Humbly, I wonder, is Hulu the only thing I've crowded into the garden of my soul that God so carefully planned? I don't think so. What else, Lord? What else do I need to put aside in order for Your word to grow, full and mature, in my soul garden?


It is early spring.

Spring!

I've been waiting
and watching,
wondering where you were.

The winter was much too long for me -
it was still and strong
unyielding of its grasp on the earth.

But I've been waiting
and watching,
and you've finally come
in all your glory.

Full of movement
and light
and all good things.
Your dress is beautiful,
white with pink buds.

I've witnessed you dancing through the aspens,
shimmering in the morning light
awakening slowly
but finally here.

Hello, friend. Welcome back.

"O Lord, our Lord,
How majestic is Your name in all the earth,
Who have displayed Your splendor above the heavens!"
Psalm 8:1

New Beginnings

It’s almost spring, and my world is filled with new beginnings. For one thing, I’ve started this blog. It seems a small, trifle thing, but the more I think about it, the more excited I become. I want to create, share, and venture further out into this world – even when I’m not able to leave my own little couch.

Which leads me to another beginning. My new writing “table.” My husband’s generous mother passed along this lovely antique chest that now sits in our living room. It’s amazing how much space (not literal square footage, but metaphorical, emotional influence) one piece of furniture can occupy. It really changes our entire room and whispers of an older world, one without the hustle and bustle; one with adventure and journeying; one with new sights and sounds; one without internet, certainly, but with just as much (or possibly more) connection to others.

And more? A new (actually old) sewing machine to be used in many new, crafty ways. I’ve been reading Anna Maria Horner’s blog, which has inspired me in more than a few ways to begin creating anything and everything. My machine is patiently waiting new hands (mine) to revitalize it and bring life and beauty again. So…I’m off to sew.


Enjoy the possibility of new beginnings,
Megan