....is a month of abundance. Hot days, warm nights. Summer rain. Sunshine. Sunshine. Sunshine. All these things bring about abundance in a garden.
The "wealthy" apples, just like my grandma grew, from the tree we thought was dead.
Pears growing in their perfect roundness.
The sweetness of nectar sustaining such beauty.
Yet....these same things....sunshine, and heat, and even rain....the things that are essential for growth....they also stress the plants. Too much of any of these causes the plants to be stunted and weak. And as I'm out in the garden, (like Eve?) I wonder how one balances all this. How do we, creatures that need growth to live, how do we ever control the "circumstances" enough to avoid stress and thrive?
And in case you haven't seen this crazy picture yet....the summer goodness also brought this to my potato patch....
And no, I didn't chase them away even though the Mr. McGregor in me thought about it. I waited a few days until their eyes opened and then I did!
And what about me? How do I handle the sun shining down on me? What do I do when it's too hot too many days in a row and I just can't breath? What about when the rains come washing down so hard that I can't see in front of me at all and I don't know which way to turn? How do I handle all of it? I went to bed that night feeling like I didn't know anything at all. Only that somehow I still knew that God is good, but how do I make sense of it all?
The next morning I woke to this....
A yellow finch husking sunflower seeds like an old man does peanuts....
(His eye on the sparrow?)
Perhaps we manage all of this crazy goodness by just accepting the Grace? With open hands. And we keep going. Trusting that our ship will come to no harm that He doesn't have providence over. That no struggle will be too big for Him to guide us through. That even though we don't always understand, we can trust that He is good. He is love. We are loved.