Weeding My Garden!

There is something about weeding your garden that allows your mind and your spirit to wander into deeper places.  The simplicity of weeding is what makes it so profound.  I used to sneak to my old church and weed the garden.  Either on the nights we would meet to pray...all 3 or 4 of us or when I would take Ella and her friend over to play on the swings.  I always felt I was doing something more profound than just weeding, I was removing strongholds on our church.

So strangely enough, this past spring and summer I stopped weeding my own garden!  I had given up on some things in my life thinking it was better to let it down than to continue to struggle.  Weeding which can be quite the mundane task, always gave me peace, gave me pleasure, allowed me to warfare against the enemy which steals in, robbing us of our peace, our faith, our family unit, whatever you may hold precious.

At a recent prayer meeting with an amazing group of people....I realized the significance of my despair. The place where we met was a place where love and nurturing was evident all around.  It said welcome and it also said I take care of my land!   When I had proclaimed "I didn't care anymore" it allowed a breech, a foxhole, a rathole to enter into my territory, my land! 

Today I reclaimed my land!!!!  I took back some ground by yanking out some nasty weeds out of my garden.  Even though, others may not care, even though all around me negativity may mutter...I will stand my ground as a child of God!  I am picking up my sword, putting on my armour and protecting my ground, my family, those I love near and afar!