as i was driving to work this morning i marvelled at some of the yards that i saw. color was bursting out of dirt… flowers in all of their magnificent glory (not yet eaten by rabbits). in some yards they were carefully plotted and manicured and it hit me that a gardener is another kind of artist altogether… but you know what’s really awesome about being a gardener? you rely entirely on the creator to be able to pull it off. without his command the flowers just would not grow. without the rain and sun, they would never sprout and bloom.
however…this is also true, flowers droop… but the word of God goes on forever.
revel in the daily expressions of his majesty, but rest in the eternal expression of his love.
1 Peter 1:22
Now that you’ve cleaned up your lives by following the truth, love one another as if your lives depended on it. Your new life is not like your old life. Your old birth came from mortal sperm; your new birth comes from God’s living Word. Just think: a life conceived by God himself! That’s why the prophet said, The old life is a grass life, its beauty as short-lived as wildflowers; Grass dries up, flowers droop, God’s Word goes on and on forever. This is the Word that conceived the new life in you.