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Planting....

Recently we had a fundraiser for Middle Tennessee Women's Retreat that I host each year in the Nashville, TN area. We sold bulbs...all kinds.

I love spring flowers. As a kid growing up in Mississippi,we had hillsides' full of jonquils, iris, hyancinths, etc, that were a clear sign that spring wasn't all that far away. I decided to get several different kinds of bulbs to plant in my courtyard and around the oak tree outside my front door, around some shrubs out there...I got 'em everywhere :).

Now that's all well and good....but I'm having quite the challenge!!! I have to fight the urge to go out there and scratch around in that loose dirt to see what's happenin' under the surface. I'm soooo anxious to see green things piping up outta that dirt!!!! I wanna see the blooms tomorrow.

Anything ring a bell here with anyone? Yeah, we plant a seed, really do want to trust God with it, and yet, far too often we "cave in" to trying to check up on how God's doing with our seed.

So far, all I've done is bend down to get a good look...hoping to see a blade or two. Help me Jesus!!!!!! I gotta remember that I need to let Him do whatever it is He does to make pretty flowers...I've done all I can do, now it's up to "the Grower". Help me remember, help me remember, help me remember!!!!

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  1. RondaJanuary 25, 2012 at 1:58 PM

    Yes! Help ME remember, also!

    I have some "seeds" I'm waiting to "break forth"! So hoping this is the year to see "fruitation"! Waiting is the hard part...faith is knowing all good seed must see the light of day...sooner or later! Love it!

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