I have this week seen little more than my laptop and my pillow. A very unwelcome virus decided to take up residence (in my body, not my laptop) and two things have occurred from this unfortunate event. One, my lovely garden was all but forgotten and two, my spiritual garden was also not top priority as I coughed and sneezed, needing soup and other necessities.
I looked at some potted plants that were sadly drooping and clearly saw my lack of attention. Now, one could think they should be forgiven for such neglect, due to the circumstances, however from every action or non action there is a consequence.
The consequence this time is hardship, stress and a season of recouping from the ordeal, and I have to say that my natural garden and my spiritual garden will have to go through this process. While a dead plant or two is unfortunate, it is not tragic, but neglecting my spiritual garden is. The Word encourages me not to neglect so great a salvation and when trouble rushes in that’s what happens.
I must admit now my eyes have stopped watering, it will be easier to read the Word, but I can’t help believing that if I had pressed in and held that little bit tighter to God’s promises, ‘only believe’, I would not have had to endure the sickness.
That is what fighting the good fight of faith is all about I guess, and I won’t give up, but soldier on towards the prize that awaits me thanks to Jesus. In the meantime as I take up my bible and refuel, I will also take up my watering can and try to rejuvenate my flagging flora.
God Bless.
Annie
I looked at some potted plants that were sadly drooping and clearly saw my lack of attention. Now, one could think they should be forgiven for such neglect, due to the circumstances, however from every action or non action there is a consequence.
The consequence this time is hardship, stress and a season of recouping from the ordeal, and I have to say that my natural garden and my spiritual garden will have to go through this process. While a dead plant or two is unfortunate, it is not tragic, but neglecting my spiritual garden is. The Word encourages me not to neglect so great a salvation and when trouble rushes in that’s what happens.
I must admit now my eyes have stopped watering, it will be easier to read the Word, but I can’t help believing that if I had pressed in and held that little bit tighter to God’s promises, ‘only believe’, I would not have had to endure the sickness.
That is what fighting the good fight of faith is all about I guess, and I won’t give up, but soldier on towards the prize that awaits me thanks to Jesus. In the meantime as I take up my bible and refuel, I will also take up my watering can and try to rejuvenate my flagging flora.
God Bless.
Annie