A Dirt Story

As you can see, this is a pile of dirt. Jason and I have made several of these large piles in which we are attempting the three sisters method of growing. However in this particular dirt pile, I have planted the teeny-tinniest flower seeds that I water daily hoping that I am not just watering dirt. So far, there’s been no sign of life other than the sticker plants, which I have to tell you have brought a new level of understanding about the parable of the sower.

Funny enough, after staring at this pile of dirt for about week, I have become strangely aware of how much I am like this pile of dirt. Of course, there’s the obvious…I am made of dirt, I need sunshine and I need to be watered every day. There is also the fact that both this dirt pile and I have a higher than average content of shi..manure. 😉

But more than that, like this pile of dirt there is something very mysterious about me and there are many things about my life that are completely out of my control. Like this pile of dirt, I am in complete dependence on the grace of God, on Love and Truth, on creatures and creation and on the mercy and kindness of my neighbors. At this point, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that my life is a gift that I did nothing to get, and so are these gifts of Love and Truth that I freely receive and give.

Over the next few weeks, I am going to share my experiences with my dirt pile and this season of my life. I hope you’ll join me in remembering how you are naturally and divinely designed to participate in your own dirt and not just lay there being a pile of shi..dirt. 😁

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