I’ve been spending a bit of time trying to tame some wild spots. I dig under the weeds to get to the roots, lift, separate, and shake. Whacking is useless. Lots of roots are sneaky and remain to peek out another time.
Good work out and thinking/listening time.
Like our lives. Things from the past try to take up residence again when strays are left behind. If we ignore them, they usually decide they’re free to remain.
Multiple meanings to me that won’t fit in the 150 words today. BUT I know that through the blood of Christ I AM redeemed and forgiven. HE makes all things new!!
My house guest just returned with her weed gardens and it feels overwhelming to me.
Prayers for wisdom and revelation in this house are appreciated. I don’t feel I’ve been handling this the best.