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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Life (06/15/06)

TITLE: THE GARDEN OF MY HEART
By Patricia Trimarchi
06/21/06


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It’s not about me. Isn’t that what all the new Christian writers are touting these days? It’s certainly true; it’s not about me.

How I would love to say that I get it and I live it! Intellectually I do get it, but I see clearly in my heart, it’s not yet rooted there. After much weeding and pruning in that garden those roots of pride continue to sink deep into the soil seeking nourishment. The tough stalks of “self” reach up seeking the darkness they thrive on.

It seems I cannot get rid of them. Those roots are so deep and the soil in which they grow is hard, dry clay. I am like a small child trying to dig them out myself with a tiny teaspoon. It’s impossible for me to pull up those weeds.

Only by conscious decision and intent can I step aside, knowing it really is “not about me” and allow the Master Gardener to remove them.

That hard dry soil gets broken up. He easily pulls those weeds and woody stalks and casts them away. Beautiful, new, young plants are brought in to replace them. I know I must allow Him to care for those tender shoots; to provide the food, water and light they require to thrive.

He has told me, that if I will allow this, they will eventually grow so deeply rooted and strong that no one and no thing will have the power to dig them out. There will not be room for those weeds to take root again.

This can only happen as I lay “self” down, making it “not about me” … only to find He has made it “all about me.”


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Virginia Gorg06/26/06
Nice analogy with the Master Gardener. Good message in here, sort of a devotional. :)