Category: Weeds

A final thought on weeds (for now)

Since it’s the final day in the month of September, I thought it fitting to actually POST something in the month of September! As you can read, I am technically not a “blogger” just yet; I’m learning it takes diligence, foresight, TIME, and creativity to keep your readers peaked, wanting for more, interested even in coming back to your blog!

I have my fair share of reasons as to why this month seems to have vanished like a puff of smoke in the wind, but why bore you with trivial things like morning / afternoon / evening sickness, exhaustion, distraction (in a good way) at the thought that a new little one will be presenting it’s face to our family sometime in the Spring? (Is that sentence too long??) I have a feeling this will not be the only time I use the new baby as a reason for my lack of posts!

Now, on to theology. To be honest, I truly do not remember what exactly was my great & deep insight about weeds from my last post…too much time has passed & hubbs finally sprayed some weed killer that took care of many of my pesky friends! But, as I glance through the previous post, I do remember the giant weed that I took a picture of – that particular weed was growing in a very thorny rose bush – smack dab right in the middle.

That particular weed is not difficult to pull. It has a very thick stalk & thankfully it does not burrow deep in the  ground, spreading its weediness everywhere! But because it was rooted right in the middle of the rose bush, it made plucking a little more interesting. I had to prepare differently than usual; thick gloves that could withstand the thorns, uncomfortable position to grasp the base, etc. Even though it came up fairly easily, it was still more of a challenge just because of how it presented itself.

And such is sin. I know I’m not the only one in the room who is aware of a particular sin that, at first glance seems daunting, uncomfortable, “prickly” to deal with. All sin is ugly to look directly at. But there have been times in my life that I breathed a significant sigh of relief after dealing with a sin & then immediately knowing God’s tender mercy & grace afterward. Because of a thing called “consequences” it can sometimes be difficult to feel that mercy & grace so quickly. Don’t get me wrong, I do believe all sin has consequences. But many times I feel I did not get what I “deserved”, which leads me to wish I had dealt with the sin MUCH sooner.

Maybe I’m not making sense, not sure! I just know that when I look at that rose bush I am reminded that even though we have to approach sin differently – put on our gloves, come at it from a different angle, etc. that we shouldn’t avoid dealing with it because of what we don’t know is on the other side. By doing so, we miss out on the opportunity to experience God’s mercy, God’s grace, God’s provision of bringing us back to a place of purity, a place of wholeness.

Finally, I have an update on the post that I asked about a type of weed: the “guitar string” weed is apparently not a “weed”. Though I still don’t have an offical name for it yet, I’ve had 2 different gals tell me it’s more of a ground cover than a weed & that they love it! I still don’t like it, but I’m not nearly on the mission to rid my garden of it these days.


A little theology – Part I

Now, back to weeds. Yes, I know. I can’t stop talking about them because THEY WON’T STOP GROWING. But rather than sounding “complain-ish”, I’ve got a few more thoughts that have been knocking around my noggin for weeks now.

Believe you me, I am no theologian. Not in the least. And though I’ve read the passage countless times, it really has struck me differently since weeding on a regular basis for a few months now. You know the one, when Jesus tells a parable about a farmer who sows seed; some falls on rocky places without much soil, other seed falls upon thorns, while other still falls upon good soil.
(It’s in Matthew 13, in case you were curious).

So here I am, pluckin’ weeds, sweat dripping profusely down my face, back aching, knees cracking & the thoughts begin to brew. Sin. I am reminded countless times now of sin as I weed. I know this parable has been analyzed, discussed, plucked over far deeper than I’m going here on this tiny little piece of real estate called my blog; I have no ambitions here except to pour out a few thoughts, a few of my own experiences with this parable as I incorporate it into my daily life.

Weeds will always be among us. The same soil that continues to grow good things that we all love to enjoy will also grow bad things – like weeds & asparagus plants (saving that one for a later post…).  There will never be a time that you can sow seed & only see good seed sprout – never.

But the differences come in the varying responses to weeds. Among many, there are some who may or may not SEE the weeds, & if they do happen to see them the mentality is “It’s green, it’s gettin’ mowed” – they have no desire to spend hours & hours trying to pull the weeds & “purify” the good plants that are there. There are some that can live with a certain type of weed but other weeds, ones that may affect their favorite plants or areas of the yard, make some effort at removing them; but they quickly tire at the thought of trying to do away with all of them. Lastly, there are others who, at the first glimmer of a weed, are ON IT. The proper tools are brandished, the Round Up is ready & waiting & a fortnight doesn’t pass without that weed knowing who’s boss of that particular real estate!

As you can see by this example, I was not ON IT. I saw it before I left for a weekend vacation & thought, “It’ll be there when I get back; I’ll take care of it then.” Easier said than done…more on that in the next post.

Woe to the weeds

I’ve just learned that “woe” can actually mean “curse” – so, there you have my title explanation!

I’ve been busy. Or rather, I’ve been unable to sit at my computer for any real length of time except to pour over the list of blogs I currently read & try to combat the email monster that is always lurking, waiting to unleash it’s madness at a moment’s notice…

But truthfully, I have been busy & it’s not necessarily been with fun stuff like gazing at the beauty of my garden, observing the varieties of plants & flowers that I’ve so wisely chosen, or being amazed at how much money I’m saving from starting a vegetable garden.

Rather, I’ve been busy with all the darn weeds that seem to grow in a millisecond & take root ALL OVER the place!!! I know, I know. Weeds are par for the course, m’dear. And truth be told, there are days I actually look forward to weeding – call me crazy? These days don’t exist very often, but they look something like this:

  • a cool, 70 degrees, with a slight breeze – of course;
  • a child who is either a) frolicking & playing contentedly by himself, never vying for my attention every 28 seconds or b) he’s blissfully decided that today is the day he needs 3 hours of sleep during the day to catch up for the fact that it took him 2 hours to fall asleep the night before;
  • the weeds I “get” to conquer are in soft, lush soil & take nary a second to eradicate

Now, there really have been days like this in the last 6 months or so. BUT, that’s not what the last few weeks have been like. Rather, they look something like this:

  • 90+ degrees in full sun by the time I get a chance to get my tush to the the task;
  • a child who insists on “helping” me at every waking moment because, heck, who needs a nap???
  • the weeds are in all the rocky, tough soil or in the lovely white “old person” rocks that still remain from the previous owners; I can’t stand the look of the things, but that’s a whole different monster to conquer later – one in which I hope we have a lot of help to remove!! Trying to weed on rocks is just like it sounds – miserable!!

Part of why I don’t mind weeding is the same reason I don’t mind vacuuming or dusting: it’s immediate satisfaction. Clean, clear, far better looking than just minutes before you touched it. But my goodness, the weeds around here are a breed on their own – one in which I have never seen or experienced. At times I feel like we live in the Amazon only it hasn’t rained since January here (have mercy), so I have no idea how these things multiply the way they do!

Here are 2 types of weeds that I hate the most:

The first 2 pictures show weeds that are like a guitar string stuck in the ground that just gets taller & fuller by the day. When you try to pull it, you realize you basically have to lift off a good 2 inches of soil in the process because it’s grown into a “mat” of sorts, all connecting to all the other “strings” it’s attached to. And it grows amidst all of my plants, so I either pull up part of my plants in the process, or just clip it at the base, knowing it’s going to grow right back next week.

The other weed is sprawling & it sprawls right out onto sidewalks & of course right into the path of other plants. And if you don’t catch it soon enough, it thickens up to where it looks like huge membranes or something like a purple rope that now resides in the ground. It’s creepy (literally) & disgusting to look at.

I’ve got a few more posts mulling around in my head & there is another “grrr” post in there, so I’ll wait on that one a bit & try for a cheerier, nicer post next.

If you happen to know the name of either of the weeds pictured, I’d love to know it! The more knowledge I can glean about these nasty things, the better!

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