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As spring nears, it’s time to connect with God outside | Faithful Living
That God once loved a garden we learn in Holy writ.
And seeing gardens in the Spring I well can credit it.
– Winifred Mary Letts
I hopped out of bed early Thursday morning and hurried downstairs to brew freshly ground French roast coffee and sit at the kitchen table, brimming with gardening books.
A gardening binder I’ve put together includes a section on growing and storing herbs. I’ve made a list of my favorites and when the weather allows, I’ll add starts to the raised bed I’ve designated for them.
I’ve also included a helpful planting calendar for Western Washington that I downloaded off the Internet. Did you know it’s about time to sow beets, lettuce, onions, peas, potatoes, spinach, turnips and radishes outdoors? That’s right. Put on some gardening gloves and commence the digging!
According to my information, it’s time to prune and feed your roses and fruit trees. My husband and I took advantage of a recent sun break and pruned all of the trees around our yard. We worked in tandem and traded ideas about abating the forest that is pushing the boundaries of our yard. We also solved a few of the world’s problems – and a couple of our own challenges.
My family members grin at me and shake their heads ever so slightly with amusement when I begin my spring planning. I smile back, for the days are getting longer, giving me permission to act on some of this information I’ve enjoyed gathering. I adore the brighter mornings and warmer afternoon temperatures. I feel optimism and promise building deep inside.
My feet sure got wet in the process but a survey of my garden reveals that our artichoke plant is waking up, as is the rhubarb. Spring officially arrives March 20. I feel the upsurge of anticipation and an unstoppable urgency to get moving. In response, I’ll turn over my raised beds as soon as they dry up a bit and purchase some amendments next time I run errands in town. I’ll set up my growing light to help produce strong and sustainable vegetable starts and decide on a location closer to my kitchen to begin a simple compost pile.
My energy is building along with the light of day.
It’s time to garden and connect with God outside. To witness tender, green shoots emerge from the ground and trees bud after weeks of barrenness. And because we are smack dab in the middle of the Lenten season, I’ll take a few moments each day to contemplate Christ’s enormous sacrifice on the cross as I begin to work.
I must admit, however, that I’m helpless to the building anticipation of His resurrection that we will celebrate Easter Sunday. I find that participating in the crescendo of spring nourishes my own emotional reserves.
It fills me with joy and hope upon which I will need draw, in ways and at times I cannot predict this year. I’m reminded, because I sometimes forget, that God orders this world. God authors the beauty. He’s there no matter the storms. He provides for His creatures outside and cares for us even more.