Gardening

I recently planted a few items in my garden.  This is a new adventure for me. For several years (actually decades) I have planted a garden in the Spring.   I do so enjoy tomatoes, squash, peppers and cucumbers fresh from the garden. But now I have planted broccoli, cabbage, carrots, potatoes, and snow peas. 

             I am very interested to see how this goes.  I really enjoy watching things grow.  I’ve taken the required biology classes in high school and college, and I have a basic understanding of the processes of germination and pollination. 

            Still, that can’t explain it all. I put a seed in the ground.  Soon a small plant pops up through the surface. Then blooms form, and finally there is a vegetable on the vine.  If you do not see the hand of God in all of it, I feel sorry for you.  There’s not a chance that this is simply by chance.

            Earlier this year, when we first moved into our home, we planted grass and trees and shrubs. Two of those again have me fascinated. A small lemon tree, no more than two feet tall, has seven lemons hanging on its limbs. I’ve had to place a tomato cage around it in order to prop up the fruit. 

            And then there is the sod I planted in the backyard. In an attempt to save money and labor (mine) I planted grass in a checkerboard fashion. I simply left gaps between each piece of sod so that the grass and dirt formed a green and brown checkerboard of sorts.  That was the last week of April.  Now, in September, you can hardly tell. The grass has grown and filled in the gaps. 

            Again, science explains the process.  But I am confident that the hand of God is involved at every step. Psalm 19 says, “The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.”  I would add to David’s thought, “And the fruit of the ground makes known his power as well.” 

            Look around you. Do you see the hand of God? He’s at work.  I pray that we will see what He is doing.