Firewood

During the Texas snow/ice storm, I saw a post on Facebook that made me smile. It was a photo of a front yard covered in tree branches, and said, “It’s raining firewood.”

I needed to see that because the most unnerving part of that week for me was the location of our home. The house is surrounded by ginormous oak trees and rests beneath their canopy. We’d hear the crack of a branch, then boom onto the roof, and the branch would slide and fall to the ground. I did a lot of meditating that week, and thanked God for metal roofs.

Once the snow had melted away, I stepped outside to look at the front yard, and was in agreement that it had rained firewood. The yard was covered with sticks, twigs and a few branches, but I looked at the sticks as, ‘kindling’, and the branches were easily broken into firewood. No healthy branch breaks. It was a good day for a fire, as I removed the cover from the firepit.

God knows my heart and knows I love to sit near a fire. I gathered up all the sticks and laid some in the pit. There were so many I had to start a pile of them nearby, along with the smaller broken branches. The larger branches were laid aside for future use. I sat by the fire for hours that day, and just pondered God’s goodness and grace. If it’s gonna rain, let it rain firewood.

Room for Improvement

I just can’t help myself.

Sitting on the front porch in the early morning, with coffee, I look around for what can improve.

This morning I saw a plant that wasn’t happy.

It looked very sad sitting in the pot it was planted in. I thought about throwing it away, but instead plopped it in the yard. Maybe it didn’t like the pot?

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Speaking of pots. I found one over the weekend that makes me want to go back to the store and buy a few more. It’s follows the Queen Bee theme.

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After I freed the sad plant into a hole in the yard, I wondered if God looks at us in a similar way each morning? I bet He sees room for improvement.

I think that’s good, that He is always willing to help us be better than we were the day before. I’m also very grateful that He doesn’t look at us like I did that sad plant and contemplate throwing us away. Sometimes we just need to be planted elsewhere.

Over the weekend, I listened to some old Joyce Meyer CD’s. She is the only person that can yell at me and make me feel better. She said something yesterday and I made a note of it.

My lovely, you need to hear this today.

We cannot do much without God, and He won’t do anything without us. Do what you can and God will take it from there.

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Enjoy your day and be on the lookout for room for improvement.