A garden experience

I love gardening. I grew up with it and it’s in my heart; I’m most happy when I can dig with my hands in the dirt, lol.

We moved a few years back and with a more favorable climate and a newly created vegetable garden I was all excited and looking forward to a new great season. Tending to my plants one day I walked by the box with kohlrabi…I’m not sure what got over me in that moment but I told one plant pointing at it, “And you will be going to the state fair!” Little did I know what I said there, I should have...knowing the power of the spoken word. Now it’s going to be a little rough for the reader who does not know Jesus, you may shake your head and think “that crazy lil’ German girl” or you could go by what you know about me — I say it like it is. From that day on the kohlrabi grew and grew and grew, like no other. It became so big and beautiful I was wondering myself till I remembered the words I spoke over it. Not only did it get bigger than any kohlrabi I’ve ever seen but it also was the most beautiful, with no wrinkles and a very soft skin. I did take it to the fair and it did win Grand Champion Rosette, the overall winner. Even seven weeks after picking the one, none of the others had come anywhere close in size. I also took a zucchini collection to the fair and won first place in it’s category.

I’m not telling this to brag. I’m sharing this because I finally understand that no matter how much I tend to my garden, how much I try to do my best, how much I try to outdo nature, there is the One who is in control, who knows how to get good fruit out of any seed. I could have never grown this garden on my own; everything has been growing like weeds. People that have been stunned by the sizes of my vegetables have said “you must have put a lot of love into your garden,” but I think I put the One that is love in my garden. Throughout the season I prayed over my seeds, I shared my joy with Him over each new plant popping up, took Him out there with me everyday. I didn’t really work – I fellowshipped with God in the garden – and God took over my garden…thank you Jesus!

To God I give all the glory for every harvest.