wet soil in my heart
I was digging in the dirt, getting out the weeds that had crept in to the flower bed. I love digging in the dirt and looking at the bugs and seeing the things i have studied under microscopes. but mostly i love soil and the mountain of metaphors that it has in store. as i dug, i realized i was wanting, so much, for God to do the same in my heart: prepare the ground for the beauty that he has in store. i want to clean up the flower bed all the time lately, to get it ready for planting. but today it is raining and i can’t.