Deacon's Diary

Deacon's Diary for Sunday-May, 4th

deaconlwg | May 04, 2008 05:52

Deacon's Diary is a weekly feature that appears on the back side of the bulletin at the First Baptist of Avalon, Texas.

Needing weeding.

My wife Kay has been laughing at me lately. She laughs every time I go on one of my 'weed hunts'. That's when I take a walk around the front yard looking for weeds to pull up. Thistles. Clover. Anything that does not look like grass.   When I find them I try and get rid of them. Sometimes they come up root and all, and sometimes they break off at the surface. The ones that break of at the surface usually grow back, so later on, I'll have to pull them out again.


But that is not why Kay finds my weed hunting so amusing. She laughs because of the changes I've made since moving to Arlington from out there in the country where I am from. I didn't used to care much about all the weeds. I used to just mow right over them. "Weeds are green too," I used to say. When I lived out there I had a whole acre to keep up with.  I would have killed my myself trying to pull all the weeds out of that yard. But the yard here in Arlington is not that big.  It is of a manageable size and easier to keep up with. So, I stay on the hunt.


There's another thing that I do here in this smaller yard that I never used to try with the bigger one. I water the thin spots so that the good grass has incentive to grow more stronger there. That, too, is something that would have been right near impossible to pull off when dealing with an entire acre.


Though it's a stretch, yesterday I was thinking how my attitude towards my yard keeping changed with a simple change of scenery and how it compares to my life before and after I started coming to church. I thought of how sin is much like the weeds in the yard. Before I met all the good people at my church, I didn't think much of them. And no matter how many times I tried to just mow them over, they were still there. Those sins, like weeds in the yard, stole away the nutrients from the ground and prevented the good stuff from growing. Before church I never worried much about watering the thin spots either. The thin spots representing the places in my life that were lacking. And the water, of course, is Jesus!


Finding the church and finding Jesus Christ didn't make my sins just go away. I still got 'em. I still got weeds. But with His grace and forgiveness, they have become much more manageable. Some of which are easier to pull out than others. Some of them just break off at the surface. But with His help, and His grace, I'll keep on hunting.

 

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