248. I look back with gladness to the day when I found the path to the land of heart’s desire… ~Mrs. George Cran

Earth, thou great footstool of our God,
who reigns on high;
thou fruitful source of all our
raiment, life, and food;
our house, our parent, our nurse,
and our teacher.
~Edited and adapted excerpt from Isaac Watts

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What’s that whisper in the wind?  Do you hear it?  Listen, there it is again!  Oh, I know.  It’s that ancient and seductive call that tempts the gardener to come and play in the dirt?  And it doesn’t take much bidding before this one can do naught but hearken to the bewitching pleas.

For days now I’ve heard the “call” because even though winter is still quite young,  January has obliged the “voice” by bringing some warmer days.  So several days ago I began clearing my flower beds of autumn’s dead, leafy debris, cutting off seed heads to be scattered elsewhere, and pruning weak, leggy growth off shrubs and roses.  Working close to the soil let me, as usual, hear earth’s heartbeat, and that sweet sound in turn spread a soothing balm over the spiritual doldrums.

Ironically, however, it occurred to me as I worked today that I was blessing the warmth of the same sun that only a few months ago I’d been cursing for its relentless waves of miserable heat.  That brought me face to face afresh with the truth that too much of anything spoils even the very best of things, that there is a purpose, if not understanding, in all things, and that gratitude, when in comfort or lack, is the only appropriate response to a day’s gifts.  So, you see, it was more than an ordinary call or faint heartbeat that I’d heard; I’d encountered the Teacher and He, leading me in and out of flesh and spirit, had shown me, again, wisdom growing in the garden’s “soil.”

…and the Lord your God will make you abundantly prosperous in all your undertakings, in the fruit of your body, in the fruit of your livestock, and in the fruit of your soil.  ~Deuteronomy 30:9a  ✝

7 thoughts on “248. I look back with gladness to the day when I found the path to the land of heart’s desire… ~Mrs. George Cran

  1. Pingback: 248. I look back with gladness to the day when I found the path to the land of heart’s desire… ~Mrs. George Cran | Sacred Touches

  2. I wrote tomorrow’s post this afternoon, which echoes much of what you say here—your’s with poetic wonder, mine with a tad of humor sprinkled with a touch of sarcasm –yet both in the same vain. Today’s warmth and sun acting as a bit of a siren, beckoning me out to contemplate planting , seeking out a few seed packs to plant and ready—with talk of snow for tomorrow morning—alas–
    Maybe it’s a teacher thing–so often on the same page—
    hugs and blessings my little gardening guru—

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    • Can’t wait to read it! I like humor and touches of sarcasm and knowing you there’ll be some wisdom in the mix too. Oh I’m sorry you may get snow tomorrow, although I always hope we get at least one snow during the winter. But it sure ain’t gonna happen this week. Hugs sweet Cookie. Natalie 🙂

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