welcomed guests…

a seventy degree day in north iowa. sun on my face. all four of us outside for part of the afternoon. me snapping photos of unwilling family members. pruning shrubs. raking up the dried and brittle remains of last year’s beauty. a bonfire on the corner of the lot makes Mare happy. she just loves a good fire. great to be outside working together. laughing. dreaming of this year’s possibilities…amidst the mulch and dried leaves and a faded candy wrapper or two, brown begins to give way to the yellow-green of some of spring’s first guests. daffodil spikes push the mulch and leaves aside as they reach for the sun’s warmth. a winter’s worth of waiting arrives. momentum builds.

this farm boy no longer has a farm. just a yard. a garden. but making things grow still matters to me somehow. it brings something inside of me alive as well. maybe, just maybe, it is a more tangible picture of growth. more tangible than the sometimes elusive human condition. the counselor in me…the friend, the father, the husband in me wants to see people grow. like daffodils spiking their way upward, through those things that would otherwise hold them down. buried in the ground. so, a new season is arriving…

and this i pray today, “…that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and may please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God.” -Colossians 1



~ by fourfeetsixinches on April 4, 2011.

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