Now I understand

Now I understand

It used to make me so mad, all this digging, planting, tilling – when I could’ve been watching a game, or resting….God, I worked so many hours at the plant. But, now, in this Hell, I understand. You were creating a visual space, an energy, a place to experience God in the beauty of the little flowers we kept moving from place to place. I’m sorry you lost all the statues, bulbs, roses from our time together. I pray for the chance to dig more….

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s