Now that I can put another year of Vacation Bible School (VBS) under my belt, it’s time to focus back on writing. Don’t get me wrong, I love VBS. It’s the one time a year no one cares if I act like a ten year old all week (and wear pig-tales and braided hair). I also love the creative process of it all—to transform the church into something amazing. Okay, our theme this year was a little dry, (New York) but next year…yep next year’s is going to be WAY cool. J
One other thing I enjoy besides VBS and writing, is working in the yard. I spent a few hours this morning spraying weeds, raking new cedar over the dirt patches, and pulling the unwanted weeds from the upcoming flowerbeds.
Fun…I know…I’m making you jealous (okay boring you to tears, but hang on a moment).
It was in frustration of the prickly weeds, which stabbed my fingertips when I touched them, and not being able to tell the new plants from the weeds that reminded me of a bible section that talks about weeds.
“ 24 Jesus told them another parable: “The kingdom of heaven is like a man who sowed good seed in his field. 25 But while everyone was sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and went away. 26 When the wheat sprouted and formed heads, then the weeds also appeared.
27 “The owner’s servants came to him and said, ‘Sir, didn’t you sow good seed in your field? Where then did the weeds come from?’
28 “‘An enemy did this,’ he replied.
“The servants asked him, ‘Do you want us to go and pull them up?’
29 “‘No,’ he answered, ‘because while you are pulling the weeds, you may uproot the wheat with them. 30 Let both grow together until the harvest. At that time I will tell the harvesters: First collect the weeds and tie them in bundles to be burned; then gather the wheat and bring it into my barn.’”
I love when the simple things in life, remind me of God’s WORD. Although I still want to pluck those weeds out of the flowerbeds (next time with thick gloves), I know that God sees me among the weeds and He hopes that I will reach out and touch the lives around me—turning weeds into beautiful flowers.
That is what inspires me to write—to touch others.
What inspires you every day? What are your future hopes and dreams?