Work gloves in hand, we set out to do the job that needs to be done. I have needed these gloves alot recently; they are protective for my hands in light of the large amount of landscaping we have needed to manage on several of our properties. They are filthy, beat up, but they have done their job - my hands are free of scrapes, blisters, thorns, tears. (They are also free of the beautiful nails I had. I waited so long to try to grow them again, and not to be vain or shallow, but they looked mahvahlous! But when heavy labor starts, no torn nail is a reason to stop - its a reason to trim. So, now they are short, again until next time.)
Grass seed growing at such a hot time for the year - risky business. Have you ever tried to grow new in the oppressive heat of July and August? You know all you have to do - be vigilent! Straw for protection from heat and birds, but still these areas of the lawn need extra care, extra water. Soon the lawn will be restored from the heavy trauma it has endured. (I'm not the only one, see skylight05 on xanga, same goes)

Everything seems out to get these new signs of growth - they are fighting against the odds - trying to break through and survive. Can I identify - sure enough! Our corps has seen Dave and I and others planting seeds of the the love of God and covering them with prayer and actively trying to nurture and cultivate new growth. New growth in times of high heat and over-exposure - a matter of deep prayer.

Is your day in need of protection? - turn to God in prayer. In need for the coolness of encouragement? - God is there. Muscles weary from the things you needed to do to prepare and protect those seeds God gave you? He restores your strength and takes up the tools with you. Drink in His presence, allow Him to quench your parched life. The heavy trauma that has been endured will not be the final story, there is new growth coming...a promise from God in the land of hopeful hearts.


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