Life is a Garden Party

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Green Thumb

Have you ever seen a gardener's green thumb?
I haven't yet.  I tend to have a brown one.
A brown thumb will the dry brown earth comb.
No weeds will escape from a brown thumb - none.

A brown thumb will plant seeds and seedlings.  Green plants will come.
When this gardener is working, you might hear her hum.
She's planning for harvest and thinking "yum yum".
She know that blessings from the Lord will soon come.

You'll receive a brown thumb when you plant flowering mums.
A brown thumb divides and transplants to share with someone.
How do you clean your well-earned brown thumb?
Scrubbing it and washing dishes helps some.

I also tend to have two green and brown stained knees.
I don't intend for this to happen to me
but each year another pair of jeans
ends up sporting green and brown stained knees.

It's so much easier to weed down on your knees.
You can pull out the tall grass and little weeds wee.
You can listen to the bees
and grubs in the soil see.

When you're done with the weeding, you'll be pleased.
Take a moment to stand back and look, see
your hard work paid off and thankful you will be
you're able to get up off your knees.

A brown thumb and green knees are a sure sign
of a dedicated gardener like me.
Next time you're at the nursery, find
those who sport brown thumbs and green knees.  You'll be pleased.

* * * * *

You and I were fearfully and wonderfully made -
for on the 6th day of creation plans were laid
to create male and female,
to be born without any ails.

When sin entered in
so did aches and pains.
Sin was the original cause of pain.
It has been said there's no gain without pain.

Gardeners know this to be true
for at the end of the day
when they finally sit down to survey
they creak and snap and have a few aches new.

So God created man in his own image,
in the image of God he created him;
male and female he created them.
Genesis 1:27

Some recent photos from my garden (July 2014):





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