Friday, July 17, 2009

Taking Care of Eden

Every year around this time I have the pleasure of taking care of a friend's garden while he and his wife are on vacation for two weeks. While it is not a huge garden, this is no small task for after his family, this garden is his most cherished possession! So every summer as I begin this task I pray, "Please dear Lord don't let me kill anything!" And for the most part that prayer is answered.
Now, I do enjoy gardening, but the watering of this small Eden usually comes at the end of an eleven hour work day; wrestling with garden hoses, thorny bushes that need to be maneuvered around to get to those hoses(I still have the scar from the puncture wound one of these killer bushes inflicted on me last summer) and such are the last things I want to be doing.
Yesterday was one of those days I prayed for rain so that I could skip a day; God had other plans.
He also must have been a bit bored because He decided to have some fun at my expense! The nozzle for the garden hose was being extremely uncooperative. No matter how hard I tried, it refused to to work properly. After 10 minutes of wrestling with this thing, my work clothes becoming increasingly wet(yes, I forgot to bring a change of clothes), and working up a very uncomfortable sweat, I finally managed to get this ornery piece of equipment to work. Any of the neighbors within earshot would have heard me whining to our Lord about how I don't really have the time nor patience for this right now; I was tired, hungry and getting crankier by the minute!
When all was said and finally done, I was about to just storm out of there and head home. I then realized that one of the perks of taking on this not so little job is that I can also enjoy its beauty. I had my Magnificat with me and hadn't done Evening Prayer yet. I sat myself down, put myself in God's presence and proceeded with my prayer. It may have only been about 15 or 20 minutes, but God repaid me for all my trouble with those peaceful, restful moments.
Taking care of our Creator's Creation has it's ups and downs, but He also gives us great pleasure and enjoyment in it if we take the time to see it.
If you have managed to read this far, you realize that there really is no point to these musings except for that one thing; taking the time and sometimes the effort to stop and enjoy the roses and anything else that may be planted.
Taking care of this garden entails some hard work, but it also has its rewards. Unfortunately the delicious Jersey tomatoes my friend grows aren't one of them yet~too early in the season for them. Hopefully I can talk him out of a few when they are ready.
The moral of this story? Take time to smell the roses, the impatiens, the hydrangea or whatever may be growing in your or a friends little Eden.

5 comments:

Anne said...

I love gardening and am very fortunate to have trained my husband and children to do the most dreaded chores-tilling and watering(my husband has 3 rain barrels!). I enjoy the planting, weeding and harvesting. My kids love it when I turn the compost pile and the little ones come to play with the worms. Simple joys! I can never be in or look at my garden without giving praise to the Creator of all.

John said...

Beautiful story! :)

Colleen said...

Love this story! Terry Hershey who writes the Sabbath Moments newsletter would love it too. He loves gardening! A wonderful Sabbath moment to be sure! God bless.

~ Judy ~ said...

A BEAUTIFUL Sabbath Moment....and all the while I read your garden story...it was converting itself in my soul to be about raising my children...it's not about the struggles, the bad days, the "wresting with the hoses and thorns"...but it's about stepping back to see their beauty...the blessings that each of them is...and taking time to snuggle and be with them in the presence of God to enjoy HIS GIFT OF LIFE AND FAMILY...OUR GARDEN...xo
Thanks Karinann!!!!!!!!! That really moved me.

Karinann said...

Thanks everyone. This post was like a garden of its own; everyone seemed to pick a different flower from it.
Thanks again for the great comments!

Closing Prayer

Psalm 45: Canticle of Love to the King

My heart overflows with a good theme;
I address my verses to the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.

Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O Mighty One,
In Your splendor and Your majesty!
And in Your majesty ride on victoriously,
For the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;
Let Your right hand teach You awesome things.
Your arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under You;
Your arrows are in the heart of the King’s enemies.

Your throne, O God, is forever and ever;
A scepter of uprightness is the scepter of Your kingdom.
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness;
Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You
With the oil of joy above Your fellows.
All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.
Kings’ daughters are among Your noble ladies;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.