So I went out to kiss my husband goodbye and wish him a nice day when my eyes are assaulted by the sight of one of my gardens.  In the few days since I've been able to tend it, it's become overrun with weeds again.  It seems like such a short time ago that it was looking trim and tidy and now, well, it seems I've got my work cut out for me once again.  It's the same with my beds out back.  I've got these little seedlings developing between my plants as well and they are SUPER hard to pull because they are so tiny.  What I suppose I need to do is just take my little hadn tools and get to work but it's supposed to rain today.  Sp, here I pray, Lord--give me the time I need to get the things done that need to.....help me  manage my time more effectively. 

Which goes to the natural thought.  Sin in my life is like a weed.  I don't even know it's there sometimes until one day I look and it's fully grown and as ugly as can be.  It coveres and chokes that which does seek to please you, Lord and makes it hard for me to be effective in my walk. Help me, Lord to do weeding in my own life as well as in my garden this week.