[seeds are sprouting!]
[cilantro]
[parsley]Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
God made green
i'm going through a 
study on the book of isaiah and am consistently reminded of God's mighty power and love--the same God that can move mountains, part seas, bring rulers to ruin, and breathe life and death into people also loves his people enough to carry, shepherd, and protect them.
as a reminder of his incomprehensible power, i planted seeds in my kitchen. this project started a few weeks ago with a seed kit, a mixing bowl, and my gardening tools (a fork and spoon). the dirt-mixing, seed-sowing, daily-watering business all went
according to the plan. but the seeds didn't sprout. admittedly, i felt defeated and frustrated after two weeks of watching my non-sprouting seeds stare blankly at me as i made my coffee each morning. i planted THREE mini plants and i couldn't get them to grow. (fail.) i began to wonder if this was a sign that i'm bad soil. so i worried, then re-read the directions and discovered that i hadn't actually followed them. (that deserves a fail too.)
the good news is that God doesn't make human error. instead he uses human error to remind us that we're not in control.
and if we were, well, there would certainly be NO herbs and spices thanks to me. taking care of God's creation--in the form of parsley, basil, and cilantro--continues to remind me how far from in control i really am. heck, God could easily make my whole apartment into one huge herb and i could be the tiny bug living on it. or he could eliminate them altogether and leave us with flavor-less food. whatever he decides to do, the point is that i'm grateful to have a heavenly father who cares for me in a far greater, deeper, wider, and more eternal way than i care for my seeds.
p.s. the cilantro started to sprout this week.
study on the book of isaiah and am consistently reminded of God's mighty power and love--the same God that can move mountains, part seas, bring rulers to ruin, and breathe life and death into people also loves his people enough to carry, shepherd, and protect them.as a reminder of his incomprehensible power, i planted seeds in my kitchen. this project started a few weeks ago with a seed kit, a mixing bowl, and my gardening tools (a fork and spoon). the dirt-mixing, seed-sowing, daily-watering business all went
according to the plan. but the seeds didn't sprout. admittedly, i felt defeated and frustrated after two weeks of watching my non-sprouting seeds stare blankly at me as i made my coffee each morning. i planted THREE mini plants and i couldn't get them to grow. (fail.) i began to wonder if this was a sign that i'm bad soil. so i worried, then re-read the directions and discovered that i hadn't actually followed them. (that deserves a fail too.)the good news is that God doesn't make human error. instead he uses human error to remind us that we're not in control.
and if we were, well, there would certainly be NO herbs and spices thanks to me. taking care of God's creation--in the form of parsley, basil, and cilantro--continues to remind me how far from in control i really am. heck, God could easily make my whole apartment into one huge herb and i could be the tiny bug living on it. or he could eliminate them altogether and leave us with flavor-less food. whatever he decides to do, the point is that i'm grateful to have a heavenly father who cares for me in a far greater, deeper, wider, and more eternal way than i care for my seeds.
p.s. the cilantro started to sprout this week.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
sick days and sips
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
oh. ..um. ..yum.
the new englander in me
the truth is that i don't have much "new englander" in me. most people who know me well, if at all, know that i'm a california baby and hate (hate is a strong word, but is entirely appropriate here) being cold. i blame my california blood for that disgruntled look that sets in each year when i unpack my winter coat from it's rightful place in the attic. don't get me wrong, i love new england. i love being outside. i love camping, faithfully staking it out at the rei garage sale, hiking, black labs, shopping at farmer's markets and yardsales, snowboarding, and being at the beach no matter what time of year. and even though i'm a wimp, the new englander in me still wakes me up at the crack of dawn, laces up the running shoes, and hits the pavement without even a glance at the thermostat. i love new england, but i just don't get a high from feeling my blood freeze in my veins like some of the crazies up here. this year, though, i've decided to try harder to soak in the beauty of winter and not dwell solely on the fact that i wish i could wear toms and flip flops all year round. because winter IS beautiful. so i've resolved to not hibernate this year. ..
[snowshoeing at ocean lawn!]
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