Today he may go to the hardware store and purchase a blend of grass seeds with fertilizer planting it in this cooler weather we're having.
At the time, the lawn is a sight. It doesn't have curb appeal to say come sit on me as I am soft. Aren't I beautiful? Instead from inside the house as I gaze out onto the lawn, I see a reflection of something being terribly wrong. Psalm 23 comes to mind as the Lord makes me to lie in green pastures. The part of the lawn that has died isn't green at all except for a few weeds popping up. Lord, our pasture is in need of deliverance from whatever ails it.
Grubs, army worms, poor soil, neglect, too much heat, not enough nourishment, bad grass seed, worn out...not sure what destroyed our lawn, but something has. This isn't the best time of year to plant new grass, but something has to be done. Looking at this dead grass throughout the Summer months and waiting until Autumn to plant isn't a good option.
My Sunday meditation is Psalm 23.
Psalm 23 reminds us that in life or in death — in times of plenty or want — God is good and worthy of our trust. The psalm uses the metaphor of a shepherd's care for his sheep to describe the wisdom, strength and kindness of our God.
Psalm 23 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
After planting grass seed, in a few days it should be showing signs of green growth. Cross our fingers and hope it takes. Right now the area between the sidewalk and the street is yellow. No grubs. We found out that the previous owners had soil poured into the yard to fill in sinking spots. A neighbor man informed hubby that the soil brought in was high in gravel making for a very poor soil. He would know as he has lived in the neighborhood for years and has a gorgeous lawn.
Like everything else, things do not grow well in poor soil. This is something we have not encountered before nor did we stop to think that the soil in the yard was of poor quality. Never have checked the soil before a purchase. duh.
When we purchased the property 5 years ago, the lawn was lush and easy on the eye. Surprise, surprise, surprise....it hasn't stayed that way. We have TLC to do. Shopping for grass seed today and possibly tomorrow. Will get it planted and begin to water.
The small washing machine is whirring in the Kitchen this morning. Towels, white shirts, colorful casual tops and some jeans are lined up to get washed. Not sure all will get washed today, but am working at getting caught up to where the bottoms of the laundry baskets are visible. I get a sense of accomplishment when I hit the bottom of the baskets. The phenomenon never last long and I vow to stay on top of it which sets me up for failure. A laundry basket full of dirty clothing is a sign that a person has had clothing to wear similar to a sink full of dishes indicates that people have eaten and actually have dishes to use. Not all bad is it? Because the chores are not completed doesn't mean they won't get taken care of. There's always a story behind the display.
Housekeeping is an ongoing activity that indicates how many manage to get everything done that needs done. It's been a very long time since I kept our HOME as tidy as I like. Health issues, old age, mismanagement of time, too much on the plate, exhaustion, time restraints, obligations, not being home to do it all contribute to the condition of how clean the HOME gets or remains. Lord, I need help.
Simplifying is what I am aiming for. This is work to get to this place.
More to LIFE than always having clean floors to eat off of. Who does that anyways? I do like an orderly and clean house and am striving to get there once more.
Today should be a day of rest. Should be, but will it be? We all need times to rest and get refreshed. Lord, I have to remind myself.
Psalm 23 reminds us that in life or in death — in times of plenty or want — God is good and worthy of our trust. The psalm uses the metaphor of a shepherd's care for his sheep to describe the wisdom, strength and kindness of our God.
Psalm 23 portrays God as a good shepherd, feeding (verse 1) and leading (verse 3) his flock. The "rod and staff" (verse 4) are also the implements of a shepherd. Some commentators see the shepherd imagery pervading the entire psalm.
David, a shepherd boy, the author of this psalm and later to be known as the Shepherd King of Israel, writes as a sheep would think and feel about his/her shepherd. “The Lord is my Shepherd” implies a profound yet practical working relationship between a person and the Creator and Savior.
Often, when it comes to the Bible, we are referred to as sheep and the Lord is our shepherd. He is my shepherd and I am to trust Him completely. I am to have confidence that He is my GOD and I am His beloved. I am not alone. He is my constant companion in sickness and in health.
~d
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