Every year about this time, I start itchin’ to plant something. Anything. Flowers. Vegetables. Trees. It’s good that I now greet Spring while in Arizona. I’ve wasted a lot of money planting hundreds of dollars’ worth of plants in Colorado because we have a week of 60s and 70s, only to have my garden thwarted by a spring freeze. I can’t seem to help myself.
I’ve lived in Colorado long enough to know you DON’T PLANT FLOWERS BEFORE MOTHERS’ DAY, STUPID.
The funny thing about my desire to get my hands into the soil is that, much as it pains me to say this, I simply don’t like to garden. I only like to look at and eat the results of gardening.
Clearly Jesus loved gardening, as many of his parables talk about planting seeds. In yesterday’s Gospel reading from St. John, Jesus reminded us that our faith is like a kernel of wheat that must die before it can grow. In other sermons, Jesus talks about tiny mustard seeds that grow into large plants when nurtured, and suggests we should have faith in God like the lilies of the field.
And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. –Matthew 6: 28-29
Beautiful parables based on gardening.
Though I’m glad to greet Spring in the desert, I don’t want to start a lot of plants here in Arizona, however, because it won’t be too long before we are packing up and heading back to Denver. However, I certainly enjoy my potted flowers and my herb plants…..
And there are such beautiful desert plants that burst in bloom about this time of year…..
And in an entirely unrelated note, because, try as I might, I can’t figure out how to tie these two topics together and so you must WORK WITH ME PEOPLE, Bill and I spent the afternoon with other branches of our family tree (Yay! I did find a gardening connection!), specifically my sister Bec and my cousin and her husband Marilyn and Roger, who are visiting from Columbus.
I’m thrilled to tell you that thanks to her faithful readership of my blog, Marilyn wanted to eat the sandwich I described with such delight in this post. It was as good as I described, I’m happy to report. But the best part was connecting up with my much loved family, always a gift from God….