Thursday, April 17, 2008

Smelling Roses or Pulling Weeds?

by Hazel



My friend, Leila, wanted to do a photo shoot of me in my English Prayer Garden a few weeks ago. Unfortunately, I ruined many of the pictures by acting goofy, because I was ashamed of the way the Prayer Garden looked. During the long periods of rain we had everything grew like crazy, especially the weeds! Since I hadn't had a chance to spruce up the place, it looked rather wild and unkempt.

So a few days after the photo shoot I began a weeding marathon, hoping to make the place look more inviting by removing the unwanted weeds that were rapidly growing between the bricks along the many garden pathways. Alas, just when you least expect it sometimes life throws you a curve... I never finished my weeding project...

About three weeks ago, it was dark as I was pushing a trash can out to the street. I didn't see the pothole in the blacktop near the street and stepped into it, turning over my foot and fracturing my fifth metatarsul. Hobbling around on crutches and trying to maneuver myself in a wheelchair doesn't work well for this garden enthusiast!

Then today I discovered that I needed to get a manual sprinkler to the far end of the garden in order to water an area that wasn't being watered by the automatic sprinkler, because there was a leak in the water line! Of course the water was flooding into an area that was difficult to reach. And guess what is was watering? That's right. More weeds!

Ouch! Don't you just hate it when other things fall apart at the same time and create even more stress? So instead of fretting and complaining about this ordeal, I'm choosing to praise God in the midst of this adversity.

I'm hoping to learn a valuable lesson in patience... In the midst of my impatience with this trying situation, I'm learn to stop and rest. I've always been a very busy and active person who get things done... I hardly ever sit down...not until the work is done! And of course the work is never done...

So now I'm learning to watch life from the sidelines as I struggle to do the most simple chores. I'm praying that when my foot is healed I will take more time smelling roses and less time pulling weeds!