At times, my gardening tends toward the lackadaisical. There's always an excuse, if perhaps a thin one. Errand running makes me too tired to weed or my fair-skinned and redheaded self just doesn't want to brave the unrelenting heat of a Virginia summer.
Excuses have consequences, though. If I don't get out there and water daily or tend to the weeds and the bugs, things happen. Tomatoes will grow only so far and then stop, beginning to wilt and crumble in the dryness. Stunted plants will fail to bear vegetables.
It's rather obviously like life, isn't it? There are always days where I can feel so tired that I rebel against time in the Word or see it as chore rather than blessing. And I imagine everyone has times when they do not care to stand firm in the heat of public opinion about faith.
Yet, if I do not persist in seeking Him, will I not cease to grow? If I sit in silence and turn away from belief, how will I bear fruit?
This was written in five minutes with no editing for Five Minute Fridays over at The Gypsy Mama.
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