
Once my mother took some laundry to a lady who did ironing for the public. When my mother stepped inside the door, there were baskets everywhere! She began to apologize for bringing even more work for the poor soul to do when the lady interrupted her and said, "Oh honey, don't worry about it. Ironing relaxes me."
That is how I feel about gardening. I like everything about it from beginning to end. I like gathering the ingredients for compost, stirring the piles, planting seeds, watering, and most of all, watching things grow and change. Not every plant survives, some get blight, some fail to pollinate, and others just don't produce much. But the joy of picking food from your own backyard or arranging flowers that you grew from seed just can't be beat.
So my garden may not be "right" or "economical" but it is just what I need. It makes my heart sing to hide a seed in the dirt and come back in a few days to a live, green plant. It gets even better when I can pick something right off the vine and pop it in my mouth. There is just something about growing your own that will never be captured in the supermarket.
The Bible promises that what you sow you will reap. If you don't have a bumper crop, you will have still developed patience, determination, and will have cooperated with the Creator in His work. All day long we have opportunities to plant seeds. Some are cucumbers and tomatoes and others are encouragement and blessing. So get out your seed box and get to planting!