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Best Time Has Passed

Best Time Has Passed


When we moved to the suburbs of Cincinnati from rural Indiana, one of the most difficult aspects of searching for a house was my husband and my desire for trees in our yard. While it was one of the compromises we made with our first house in Ohio, when we bought our second home, we thought we hit the jackpot with a partially wooded lot (aka, about a 5 ft. deep line of trees and shrubs at the back of our lot, and a few trees in the yard). Unfortunately, a few years later we learned some of those trees are ash trees and southwest Ohio just happened to be having one of the hardest hit times EVER of the wild ash borer (read: ash tree killing insect). As we learned some of our trees would soon die and need removal, we called in an arborist. My question to him, “When is the best time to plant new trees in the yard?” His response, “20 years ago. The second best time is today.” I of course meant “which time of year,” and while his answer was lighthearted, he was also right.

Trees planted 20 years ago would already be providing us privacy and shade from the heat.

5 years ago during my daily shower I started hearing this nudge from God to start a blog (yes, God and I have had many shower conversations over the years because when there are young kids in the house, this IS the quiet time, if you are lucky enough to have one by 10 p.m.!).When I felt this nudge, blogs were not popular, not to mention the fact I NEVER had a desire to write as a way to honor God. Over the years, God nudged me, gave me a picture of it in greater detail and after a couple years, I even tried my hand at writing a few here and there. But, I never stuck with it and nothing seemed to come of it.

“A farmer went out to sow his seed. As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path, and the birds came and ate it up. Some fell on rocky places, where it did not have much soil. It sprang up quickly, because the soil was shallow. But when the sun came up, the plants were scorched, and they withered because they had no root. Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up and choked the plants. Still other seed fell on good soil, where it produced a crop—a hundred, sixty or thirty times what was sown.” Luke 8:5-8

I threw a small seed of obedience out here or there, but it always landed in rocks. My roots were shallow. I wasn’t spending an extended time with God allowing Him to till the soil of my heart; I was simply trying to check the box to appease Him.

Often God casts seeds of encouragement or ideas into our minds, yet we fail to push past the layer of old mulch to help the seed take root in good soil.

Often, we expect Him to find the good soil for His seed without allowing Him to pull the weeds and work the foundation of our hearts with His hands.

In the last two years, I’ve been more intentional about letting God work inside me. I am starting to gather some shade from the heat of the world as my roots spread in His goodness.

While the best time to begin this site was 5 years ago, I’m confident I’ll be able to look back and celebrate the second best.

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