I’m finding that tending my garden: pulling weeds, pruning, sweeping away dead leaves.... is a lot like our lives when we live with intention and attention. My intention is to seek Christ alone for my peace, wisdom, and joy. What often robs me of these things are “weeds” that I allow to spring up in my life. When I don’t mind the presence of those weeds, or am too spiritually lazy to do anything about them, I’m ignoring the stronghold they have on me. They begin to choke me and rob me of new growth. Or when things or people fall away from my life (like leaves shedding from branches), I neglect to sweep them away. Instead, I just fester over them and stare at what could have been, rather than accepting that it’s season is simply over. A shrub, without given the proper attention, will not reveal it’s full potential of beauty. With shears, it can be shaped into something magnificent and sturdy. As I’m tending my courtyard garden today, I’m surrendering and asking Jesus to tend to the garden of my soul.