Imoomie is living out her “happily ever after” with an incredible man and inspiring children in North Carolina. Part thinker, part goofball, her time in the garden brings peace into her often hectic life. While bouncing between serious and silly, she seeks the One who planned her days. Visit her at Imoomie.
The night…was endless and restless, an extended time of tossing, turning, curling and kicking instead of the peaceful slumber I had longed to engulf me. This state of being bleeds into my morning and does not make for a joyous start to the day. I place one heavy foot in front of the other propelling myself in the direction of the waiting coffee pot.
A night spent like this makes my dark cup of coffee even more welcoming and delicious, and pushes me from my usual one cup onto two cups of the steaming liquid. I head outdoors to tackle the yard-work while the day is still crisp and the newness is still present, pruning back the vines and growth that spring brought, pulling unwanted weeds to make room for something new. Strangely, I find fulfillment of a promise in the possibilities this new canvas holds.
Something happens within me during this time, and the fatigue that rested its head on my shoulders disappears into the day. Hope has replaced worry and although my body is weary, my soul I discover, is refreshed.
The me that heads back to the house much later is a new me who has been replenished, who has methodically placed the pieces into the puzzle within my brain that needed to be solved. I now feel peace wrapped around me like a flowing summer wrap.
God becomes exceedingly more real to me while I garden. Even when I was young, He met me there and spoke not with audible words, but with life into my weary, dry soul at times when I needed it the most, lifting confusion and replacing my earthly emotions with a balance that proves to be much more lasting. May your path lead you this week to the peaceful place where you know for sure, He will be to meet you.
Is there a simple pleasure that restores your soul? Do you have a daily gift that needs to be remembered? The guidelines for Tuesdays Unwrapped are here. In summary, link up with the permalink to your unwrapped post, or your link will be deleted. I would also ask, as a courtesy, that you would please link back here to Chatting at the Sky by either using the button or a text link somewhere in your post. Thank you.
oh, this makes me think of that wonderful hymn, “i come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses…”
and the joy we share as we tarry there…
lovely
suzannah {so much shouting, so much laughter}´s last [type] ..you can be my hero- baby
hello.
this is my first time to link up with you.
your blog & your posts are incredible to read.
thank you!
kellie
this blessed nest´s last [type] ..Cute As A Bug Birthday Party
Thank you for gathering these people and their beautiful words here, Emily, for encouraging us to look for His gifts. And thank you for your kind words. Blessings.
Nancy´s last [type] ..Remember- Remember- Remember the Signs
You’re welcome, Nancy! It is so fun for me to have everyone over on Tuesdays…
emily´s last [type] ..tuesday unwrapped – a guest post
Yes! I even wrote about this myself!! He meets me there, and as I prune and weed, he does the same in the soil of my heart.
I think there is something holy about gardening.
Kristina Joy´s last [type] ..Mosquito Vendor
Ooops. bad link. here’s the address: http://ktinajoy.blogspot.com/2010/04/meeting-in-garden.html
What a lovely post, Imoomie! Your words beautifully remind me God longs to meet with us. While He can be found everywhere, there are places we feel His presence more acutely. That place becomes “our special place”, where we hear God’s voice more clearly.
I think Chatting at the Sky is one of those places for me. Thanks for writing this, Imoomie. It has blessed me today!
Kristen-Moms Sharpening Moms´s last [type] ..Its That Time of Year Again!
This post made me wish I gardened!
Someday, maybe I will link up with Tuesdays Unwrapped… such beautiful writing to be found here.
your words are fragrant to this weary soul. this week i have the pleasure of being at the place where i can’t help but hear Him. i will plunge my feet into the sand and let the water rush over me. i need to be enveloped in all that He says He is and will know that He is real.
adornedlife´s last [type] ..multiple choice
Gardening is such a great form of therapy, and a perfect place for finding God. Loved this.
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Imoomie, I never feel closer to God than when getting to plant a new batch of flowers or veggies… Being outdoors and taking the bounty He gave us to provide sustenance and / or beauty is a wonderous thing.
Kim´s last [type] ..Writing a note
Welcome, Imoomie! Would you like to be my next door neighbor / gardener? This is a sweet reminder that God speaks to us all in such different and personal ways. I’ll bet your garden is beautiful, just like your words. Thank you for guest posting.
The Scooper´s last [type] ..All Systems Go
Imoomie, I love how you weaved your garden-ways into words. Finding Him among the created, our hearts are awakened to His beauty. “”I tell you,” he (Jesus) replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.” Luke 19:40
Tammy@If Meadows Speak…´s last [type] ..A Storm- A Dream & Faith Seasons
It was so encouraging and inspiring to hang out with kindred spirits today!
Thank you Emily for the graciousness you extended by inviting me into your cyber home, I had a fantastic time!
imoomie´s last [type] ..Welcome…
Yes, I love gardening, too — even in this blazing Nebraska heat! Thanks for sharing your beautiful words with us today!
Michelle DeRusha @ Graceful´s last [type] ..Entitled to Grace
thats cool. I love looking at those linky things with the thumbnails and wishing i knew how to do them or could post something or whatever, but most of the time I just feel like an outsider or havent done something *that day* and don’t want to be committed to tied down to the web every time (excuses excuses i know)
but still i like to look and wish.