I am not now, nor have I ever been, a gardener. Working in the yard is one of those necessary activities that keeps the local HOA off our backs.

We give them so many more things to grumble about as it is.

We’ve been dealing with this patch of weeds/crabgrass/unwanted stuff in our back yard for longer than I want to admit. It’s insidious stuff–from a distance it looks green and good. When you get up close, you realize it’s not what it appears.

My neighbor, Ed, told me that baking soda kills such weeds without killing the real grass.

Frankly, all I wanted to do was obliterate this stuff with the nastiness of Roundup, the ruthless herbicide killer of all things green. It’s not all that great for people, but it does do a dastardly number on growing things.

I’ve periodically spread pounds of baking soda on my lawn. It looks like it’s been sprinkled with fairy dust, all white and powdery. Soon, it starts doing the deed on the weeds, and within days, what was once green and growing is now brown and mostly dead.

Herein lies the rub. Much like Miracle Max in The Princess Bride when he pronounces Wesley is only mostly dead. Like my weeds. Max is able to revive him with a potion dipped in chocolate, and eventually all things end happily ever after.

My weeds were made of sterner stuff, like Wesley, and thinking they’d just go away because I dusted them with my baking soda potion was not great planning on my part.

If I leave these little buggers in the ground, something not so magical happens, and they begin to revive. I’ve got to pull out the mostly dead things so they can be completely dead and no longer a nuisance to my yard.

Extra work I hadn’t counted on. Gardening, as I said, is not my cup of tea.

I anticipate the death of these weeds. If I do the work, I can get them all out and they won’t keep spreading like a contagion all over my yard. I have neighbors whose lawns are beautiful–it takes time to  keep them that way.

I’d love my life to be a lush lawn. None of the uglies of my own weedy wrongdoings. My critical spirit. My judgmental attitude toward others. These and others are the weeds that occupy my life. The Bible calls them sin–those things that miss the mark of perfection, which is the standard we have to keep up if we’re to be fit for heaven.

Problem is, no one can do that. We all suck as gardeners in that respect. We can identify a few weeds here and there and make an attempt to pull them out. To be diligent and deal with every one of those pesky wrongdoings won’t work.

We’re not that good.

Jesus is the ultimate Gardener. He doesn’t destroy us with Roundup or smack us down with cosmic consequences. He forgives with grace and mercy.

I’m going to keep dealing with my messy lawn–at my house and in my heart. Jesus is weed-whacking the mess in my heart, with love and diligence.

Now if He’d only deal with my back yard.

 

 

11 responses »

  1. sandrauer says:

    It seems to me that Jesus paid the ultimate price for ALL of your sins (& mine, too) when He took on the cross. Weeds aren’t good but they are covered by His blood. At least that’s what I’ve been taught. So give yourself a break, Dayle, please. Getting it just right will never be possible in this life.

    I do love your posts…and you, as you are. Sandra.

    Sandra Auer Sent from my iPhone

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    • daylerogers says:

      I know He did–I speak in hyperbole to make a point. it’s easier to talk of myself and need than pointing fingers. It is hard to give myself a break, however–I’ll give you that. I love your kindness and deeply appreciate your encouragement, my friend,

  2. Betty Sink says:

    Not sure if you’re a fan of veggie tales but your post reminded me of this one. Watch it with a grand kid or two! 😊😂😊 http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x26tc6l Enjoy! Betty Sink 804-300-6387

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  3. I guess I’ll take Him dealing with the heart over Him dealing with the yard. But a lush yard WOULD be nice 😉 Sorry for the weed issues, my friend.

  4. LittleFears says:

    Well, this post got to the root of the problem…

    *Boomtish* 😛

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