I ran out of time. Just not enough time to get it all in the ground. I took the 15 minutes I had here and there and did what I could while keeping an eye on a toddler. But still, there are sections of my garden that just don't have anything planted.
And thats OK.
I was on the front porch the other day and noticed something coming up by one of the bushes. It looked familiar. It happens to us every year, stray pumpkin seeds from our jack o lanterns find their way into the ground and sprout. Our front porch is north-facing and in constant shade, so they never grow there well.
I took those sprouts and planted them in one of the garden plots that was not going to get planted this year.
In my little 20 minute time frame, I had filled up that plot. We may have pumpkins this year, and that wasn't even in the plan.
I spend a lot of mental energy grumbling about what I haven't gotten done. I set goals for myself and then see myself fall short of them.
Life is messy and there are so many things we can't predict or plan for.
But there is grace.
There are things planted by accident, seeds of providence that are laid in the ground of our hearts. They sit there and grow without us even being aware of it. Its all a gift.
God works the soil, He waters it. He is the master gardener.
We just let Him work and are thankful for the fruit of His hands.
Forgive me, God for thinking that I make things happen. It is all your work, all your grace and love that brings good things. Thank you.