I come from a long line of talented gardeners. Each summer my grandmother would grow the most beautiful flowers – peony bushes, iris, bachelor buttons, zinnias, and daisies bloomed in brilliant color all season long. Growing up I also remember my mother’s flower beds filled to the brim with sweet-smelling roses and giant red-orange poppies. Sadly, my own attempts at gardening routinely sport a disproportionate weed to flower ratio. Seems the master gardening gene skipped a generation.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate a charming posie patch; I just don’t enjoy maintaining it. Nevertheless, last weekend I set out with my gardening gloves and trowel to do what had to be done. As I painstakingly pulled handfuls of weeds and threw them into a pile I came to a one stubborn weed that put up quite a fight. When I first yanked at it, the top of it came off in my hand. Determined to get rid of it, I took my trowel and began digging around the root to unearth it. I got a good grip and pulled at it and again it snapped off in my hand. It took several more tries before I was able to pull up the entire root.
I thought about how that tenacious weed can be like the lies that get planted in our hearts. Sometimes, somewhere down the line we hear something negative about ourselves that we begin to believe. Things like – we’re not good enough, smart enough, rich enough, young enough, old enough – you fill in the blank – to do the things that God has called us to do in this life. Those lies start out as little seeds that grow long nasty roots in our hearts that bind us in fear or bitterness or self defeat. They can choke out the good things God has planned for us without us even being fully aware of their presence.
I am so thankful that the Master Gardner can pull out that weed, root and all, when I give him access to my heart. He is able to replace those lies with the good seed of the Word which tells me I am fearfully and wonderfully made in His very image and that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. I don’t have to believe the lies that try to take root in my life, but can embrace the truth so that I can bloom and grow in the glory of God’s great love for me.
Thank-you Lord for the truth of your Word. Help me to recognize the seeds of deceit in my own life. Let me willingly allow You access to my heart to prune the roots that threaten to crowd out the good seeds You have sown.