Monday, April 12, 2010

When Blessings Are Burdens

When protection feels like loss,
When the mess in your heart is worse than the mess in the kitchen,
When love feels like sacrifice,
When blessings have become burdens,

It's time to put your hand to the plow.



Till that hard heart soil.
Tear up those ugly weeds.
Air out the old grievances for good.



Breathe in the fresh clay.
Plant some new thoughts,
     some things useful, true and noble.

 
Begin again.  And don't look back.



* photos of my parents working hard preparing our shared garden*
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6 comments:

JDaniel4's Mom said...

It is really hard not to look back!

Katrina said...

Just came across your blog via a comment you posted on Thetamom. I love finding other Christian mothers. I've been looking at your post, very inspiring. Look foward to reading more!

God Bless.

~ M ~ said...

Great post! Thanks for sharing :)

Stopping by from SITS

donna rae said...

Love the garden imagery... till, tear up, air out, breathe, plant, begin... thank you for these confirming and encouraging words!

Lisa notes... said...

Glad you posted this link on my blog. Yes, we have been thinking alike with the gardening analogy. I love how God can work through any medium to get his point across to us!

Have a blessed day,
Lisa

Karen said...

Oh...I liked this!

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