I’ve been in bed.
My health dictated a complete rest.
When I got up this morning and went out to water the garden, I was surprised.
It’s only been two days, but the garden has grown in that time.
I went back in the house to retrieve a bowl.
I was so thankful to pick green beans, peas, zucchini, kale, and lettuce.
This little plot is a far cry from our garden in the country, but I’m so thankful for it.
Whether it’s little or much our family is blessed to enjoy fresh vegetables.
And I’m so grateful for our son, who faithfully cares for the garden when I’m unable to.
He also took very good care of me.
He’s learning how to cook and made pizza from scratch yesterday, crust and all, without me.
It’s beautiful to see how God has used these two days to grow both the garden and our family.
What joy comes from resting in the Lord and His provision no matter what is occurring.
It brings to mind:
Psalm 41:1-3NKJV — To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Blessed is he who considers the poor; The LORD will deliver him in time of trouble. The LORD will preserve him and keep him alive, And he will be blessed on the earth; You will not deliver him to the will of his enemies. The LORD will strengthen him on his bed of illness; You will sustain him on his sickbed.
Psalm 55:22 NKJV — Cast your burden on the LORD, And He shall sustain you; He shall never permit the righteous to be moved.
The Lord is good and He is worthy of our love, our trust, and our praise.
Dear Lord Jesus,
Thank You for providing for us. Thank You for the garden and the joy we glean from it. Thank You for our son, who cared for it and me these past days. Lord, thank You for sustaining me, no matter the circumstance. Lord, You are so faithful. My heart can safely trust in You for Your ways are perfect and Your truth is life. Thank You. I love You, Jesus. Amen.