As I end this summer, this season, and look back at the days of PT, speech therapy, pilates, time in the garden, and naps, and sun and fun... I see evidence of myself coming around again. My energy and joy, laughter! It is the seeds hidden that grow and blossom. In new rhythms, I see new life, different, but new.
It is my very first bouquet from the garden.
It is patience to trust the seed will bear fruit, this seed of an idea, of a garden accessible, out front for me to bear witness that God is good.
“It is during the hiddenness that the root system is developed.” As we enter into harvest, the seeds drop and are buried, or in our yard, the squirrels bean you with half-eaten acorns. And some are buried. Fruit is always seed-bearing. And seeds bring new life.
What are you going to tuck away and let grow roots? For me, it is the dream of cut flowers and bouquets next year.
Look and see, taste what the Lord has made. It is good, and we are very good.
A wop bop a loo bop a lop bam boom!
Love, Victoria
For there will be peace for the seed: the vine will yield its fruit, the land will yield its produce andthe heavens will give their dew. Zechariah 8:12
