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 Sheila's Reflections

"Daddy’s Green Thumb"

November 2005
St. John 15:1, 2, 5

1 I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.
2 Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit.
5 I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.

Eleven years ago, this month, my daddy's battle-weary body gave up its spirit and his soul soared away, to be at home with the Lord. He greatly loved the seasons of Thanksgiving and Christmas, so it was a fitting time for his heavenly journey to take place.

Daddy was a very gifted man in carpentry, mechanics, and gardening. It's the gardening I'd like to focus on for a few minutes, because he loved the land so much.

When I was a child, my mind remembers so vividly him sprouting different types of seeds in just an old mason jar. To me, it was fascinating watching it grow from day to day. Even more astonishing was seeing it turn into a tomato, pepper, or flower after he had planted it in either our vegetable or flower garden.

After Donny and I were married, daddy potted me some of the most beautiful african violets, to sit in our tiny little kitchen. He thoughtfully gave me written instructions on how to care for them, but sadly I don't possess daddy's gift of a green thumb and they all died. Daddy looked them over, especially the roots, and said I had drowned them and hadn't given them enough sun light. Being the gifted gardener he was, he knew that even though he had planted the violets in the perfect soil for them, that unless they continued to receive the proper amount of water and sun light, they wouldn't flourish and grow.

The same is true with our "Heavenly Father". He nourishes and cherishes us, planting us in soil where we can grow. It's up to us to take the nutrients of the Word and the refreshing water of the Lord's grace. When we do this we enable God to mix them with the proper amount of his "Son" light, thus allowing us to grow into maturity in Him. By abiding in "Him" he has promised we can bring forth fruit, more fruit and much fruit for "His" pleasure.

I'm sure daddy had no idea how often the Lord would use his lesson on growing violets to teach me about being a fruitful child... but "He" has! Even though I miss daddy so much, I treasure the memories that I have of him.

It's with a grateful heart that I give thanks to the "Lord ", that "He" blessed me with thirty-seven years of having Jimmie D. Hudson for my daddy. I joyfully look forward to the day the three of us stroll together through the gardens of Heaven!

Until next time,

Sheila

The just man walketh in his integrity: his children are blessed after him. - Proverbs 20:7

 
 
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