June 17, 2012: The green grass grows all around, all around…

“If the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence, water your lawn.” – Craig Groschel, Pastor of LifeChurch.tv

My life is full of much green grass. Some of it is so green, I don’t even care if there’s a fence to look over. God is so good. But I also have the green grass that has to be mowed repeatedly. This is partly to keep the bugs down, but also to increase the peace that order and discipline bring to a home, both inside and outside. I like order and peace. I have found from experience, both my own and the experience of others, that peace is better than fun. Contentment and satisfaction are better goals than excitement and thrills, better in the sense that they can be found and kept. Excitement is fleeting; feelings always change. But you can always do what is right. And a “Well done, good and faithful servant” from God is better than anything, isn’t it?

Our garden is very tall. The tomatoes are getting bigger and their plants are threatening a hostile takeover of the corner of the yard. The corn has ears, almost big enough to see kernels, and the eggplant has fruit. No sign of the okra, but the peppers are coming along, the yellow squash is still producing, and the tomatoes keep interrupting everything. See, there they go again. Our potatoes are convenient to ignore, but I guess we better dig into their tower and check them at some point.

We picked six wonderful cucumbers yesterday, and ate two of them today; they’re so crunchy! And I don’t know what the world record is for a single zucchini, but our’s must be close. Imagine the largest potato you’ve ever seen. Double it, and this zucchini could still eat it for breakfast. I’ll see if I can post a picture before we eat it. And the tomatoes are…hey! They’re doing it again! We already mentioned you guys!

My wife has done so much to start and keep our garden growing. She keeps trying new things and perfecting techniques, and every year we enjoy eating what she grows. I’m glad one of us has a green thumb for food. I seem to have a green thumb for weeds, but I think that’s at least partly due to our location in Oklahoma’s rainforest. We can almost grow crops in our laundry if we aren’t careful.

More ducklings! Yes, now we have seven cute little fuzzballs, and we hope they are all females and will begin laying eggs for us as soon as they grow up. Kids grow up so fast, don’t they? At least they don’t grow as fast as the animals. However, they seem to recover faster. Our wounded duck, Bitsy, is trying to stand up, and keeps falling down. Then she tries to stand again, and ends up on her back with her neck at a funny angle…it looks like a bizarre form of duck yoga, and it can’t be comfortable. It also doesn’t work, kind of like shouting at our kids. Someday I will learn that action is what works, not lecturing or yelling. I just have to calm down in the moment, and that’s what’s hard. Can I get an “Amen” from the parents in the audience? Thanks. I’m glad you’re out there.

Much thanks to Jerry and Charlene for tending our garden and ducks last week, and to Stacy and Jonathan and their family for watching our ducklings. We are blessed to have you in our lives and in our yard. And a great big Bless You to Mark and Haley for a terrific time in Branson. You guys rock. Thanks for the memories, the flexibility, and the inspiration.

The sermon series at our church is called “Perspective”, and our week away from home sure gave us a new look at our lives. Getting away is good not only to refresh you, but also to let you know that you can, indeed, get away from your life. You can let go, you can be gone, you can shut down for a while, and the world doesn’t end. Sometimes it improves. Ours certainly did. We got closer to our kids, closer to friends, and finally learned how to unwind and let God water us. Now we are very green. :) We wish such an experience for all of our friends and family. Let us know if we can watch your ducks do yoga while you’re away. And don’t forget about the tomatoes. Hey!

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