God In My Compost — Third Installment– Finding God in My Garden

I am always getting compliments about my kids.  They are good kids, I can see why people like them.  They are thoughtful, respectful but still playful in the kid way.  They are always willing to help and try their very best to be kind.  Kindness is a big thing in my world.  When I receive those compliments I always feel a bit of a charlatan.  I mean, I know who ultimately is responsible for my kids and that is God. I have a sign in my bedroom that says “by grace alone” because I like to remember everyday that is is only by grace that I am where I am and that I have the wonderful husband I do and the great kids I have.  Have I tried to be a good wife and mother, yes.  But I think many people do, actually, I know many people who do and still things happen that are out of their control.  I am all to aware that things can also happen in my world…especially now that I have two teenage girls.  But I am completely reliant on God in this.  Interestingly enough, this came to me while I was getting ready to update you on my pumpkin plant in my compost.  Here is where we stand….I left it alone except for providing some protection while being away…this is what has happened without my interference or intervention.

I brought my sister in law to see it the other day and I said, “What do you see?”  “Oh my gosh!  It’s a cross!”  she exclaimed.  A little hairy but I felt better cause that is what I saw too.The top of it is intermingled in my actual garden…and yes, it is quite mess.  We experienced a pretty good drought here in June and July so many things died, but not this pumpkin/gourd plant.

Some fruits of his labor.

 Yes, these look like watermelons but that is a story for another time.