Tuesday, June 22, 2010
HOME SWEET HOME
I have trouble sleeping in a strange bed. In fact, I'm surprised my husband can sleep at all while we are away from home. I am up and down all night long. Reading, watching TV, walking around the room. One thing I've learned, that sometimes helps is thinking about pleasant things. Once in a while, that will help me drift off to sleep. On several different nights I tried thinking about flowers. I love flowers. My husband often tells our friends, "if there's a flat surface, she thinks it requires a plant or flowers." I say what's wrong with that? Before we left for sixteen days I planted several new flowers in flower beds outside. We have an automatic sprinkler system, so I wasn't worried about the extra water they would need while I was gone. One of the things I didn't count on were all the weeds. We got home late in the afternoon, it was still light enough to walk through the yard admiring my flowers. I stopped short in my tracks. Where are all the flowers? That's right. In some cases they were hidden by all the weeds. It was that very moment that made me think about my own life. When I'm not home to weed the flower beds, they are over run with nasty looking weeds. Isn't that the way sin is too? If you aren't constantly reading the Bible, praying and meditating "weeds" will grow in your life. I heard my husbands voice. "What are you doing? I've been looking all over for you." I was bent over one of the beds pulling weeds as fast as I could. "Just give me a minute, and I'll have these flower beds all shaped up." Wouldn't it be great, if that's all we had to do? Pull a few "weeds" and everything would be "all shaped up." I'm home now, sleeping in my own bed. My husband seems to be sleeping better too. Probably because he's not up in the middle of the night trying to figure out what I'm doing. Ahhh, home, sweet home!