life as it is seen from my heart and soul

this is september?

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here we are in September. September!?? and we are still having 90 degree days here.  My garden is put away for the season already ~  unheard of before Labor day weekend. but everything here is dry and cracked and crunching in any breeze we might have. my elderberries did not bloom this year either. as I put the soaker hoses away and the stakes for the tomatoes that died i looked at my soil. I have fed my soil well over the years with mulch and compost. but keeping up with water needs was too much this year. I do not want my soul to become like my soil ~ cracked, dry, lifeless. Even the worms have gone underground searching for food and moisture.
So i rely on the Grace of Jesus Christ. His blood that saves me every day because I am human. I do not want to be a Martha, working, complaining, never feeding my soul.  I don’t do it well most days tho and end up like a martha. ugh. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world. C. S, Lewis. 

Author: melinda

a follower of Christ & a Daughter of the Great High King of Heaven disguised as a wife, a mum, a nurse, a baker, a gardener, a teacher, an artist and many things unknown by others.

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