"When I say, 'My foot is slipping,' your mercy, LORD, holds me up. When cares increase within me, your comfort gives me joy." - Psalm 94: 18-19
We neglected our tomato plants for a bit, and they got massively out of control. It is so bad that we can't even bring them back under control at this point.
Perhaps we should stop and reflect on our own life. Like these tomato plants, are we so out of control that we can no longer be reigned in? Or are we still manageable, able to be shaped and pruned by our Master?
O Lord, don't ever leave me unattended. Shape me, mold me, and prune me so that I am always mindful of Your gentle care. Amen.
"Looking at little life moments with a spiritual eye."