A Well Manicured Me

A morning of gardening, meditating and hot tubbing followed by a day of sewing is only made better by the One who made it all; including me.
I thought about Him as I took the sharp old hedge clippers ( that belonged to my beloved mother in law, Evon) to Juniors Burning Bush.
Sometimes it is very painful when God cuts me back. I am very rough around the edges and sometimes the sharpness even pierces my heart..But I love a well manicured lawn which always seems to elude me. Just as the perfectionist in me is never satisfied with who I am...Except for Jesus I would have no hope. Jesus has a perfect plan for me. So as I bow before my God I know He sees me through the blood of Christ and I am a well manicured lawn to the Master Gardener.
And that is why I praise Him.