Backstory: On #HomeGrownNationalPark‘s Facebook page, someone posted a photo of sprouting acorns, and wrote: “I know it’s not much, but … “.
Here’s my response:
Backstory: On #HomeGrownNationalPark‘s Facebook page, someone posted a photo of sprouting acorns, and wrote: “I know it’s not much, but … “.
Here’s my response:
What if it is just/
that simple? Climate change cured /
by our repentance?
Back story: Marnie (CreationGirl.com and SpiritTreeFarms.com) posted an Instagram reel quoting the Old Testament, about healing the Earth.
In it, she said: “Do you worry about the state of our nation? The state of our world? About droughts, fires, the environment, the future of your children, and grandchildren?
If so, this word of encouragement from the Father found in 2 Chronicles 7:14 is for you:
“If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.“
It’s not about everyone else changing. It’s about me changing. It’s about you changing. We can all be more kind, more loving and forgiving. As we change, our world changes.”
#bethechange #bethechangeyouwanttosee #healourland #healournation #turntogod #heargodsvoice #scriptureoftheday #dailyinspiration #encouragementfromthefather.
Have you ever had the experience of being certain you are doing what God inspired you to do and someone came up and told you that you should be doing something else with your life? How did it make you feel? Did it confuse you? Did it make you frustrated and angry? Did you feel contention? Or that you were being derailed? Did you question yourself? Did you question your own inspiration? Did you doubt?
This happened to me recently, and I have to admit that it was one of the most emotionally painful experiences of my life! I’m certain this person had good intentions, but it hurt. What they did was tell me about something that concerned them, then insisted that Marnie and I spread the word about the issue they were concerned about: Lift up a voice of warning! Use your social media and communication skills and experience to educate and warn others about this awful danger!
Unfortunately for them, as soon as they brought up the subject, I felt like throwing up. The issue was not new to me, and I’d already resolved how I’d deal with it. But their pushy insistence that I pay attention to this vital issue and DO SOMETHING NOW! raised contention in my heart. It didn’t feel good, and it was not something I wanted to be involved with at all.
Unfortunately for me, it made me doubt what I am about.
“We teach Nature observation so people can hear and feel and experience God’s love and messages in Nature. As they do, we show them, by example, how to let Nature inspire their own unique creativity.” Mission Statement: What We Do At Spirit Tree Farms
I also feel strongly about where that inspiration comes from, and so it was like a renewal of my testimony about my purpose. I don’t doubt. And the arguement actually is motivating me to do more. Because as I was sitting in my rocking chair, getting ready to watch a sports event on TV, I realized, through this discussion, that, although I was passionate about this topic, I hadn’t done a lot recently to move forward with what Heavenly Father had asked me and inspired me to do. For all the anger and contention this discussion and criticism brought into my house and my soul, it ended up being a positive, because it motivated me to work harder at what I know I should be doing.
And that’s a good thing.
And now I’m even more motivated to go plant blueberries and connect with the Earth!
On a broken chair,/
propped up by rotting woodchips,/
I watch Fall’s death dance.
I spend so much time
creating places to think,
Health aperitif:
San Pellegrino plus fresh
OR
*bring/
peace to others, too.
[Context: We were walking through the woods and fields, doing Nature Observation at Spirit Tree Farms with some folks from out-of-town. As I riffed this haiku, I made these notes:
As we set about finding peace in Nature, it’s always a good time (both to do it, and to be had).
What’s amazing is that, as you share it, others feel it, and thank you for the experience.]
The man said: “Buy dirt.”
I’m excited to at last
know what types I have.
[We gotta know at SpiritTreeFarms.com]
I’m sad when efforts/
to share nature’s peace have the/
opposite impact.
A flock of goldfinches
dances among morning-light-basked
coreopsis, sunflowers, and coneflowers
in our once-sterile and lawned,
now wildflower-laden, front yard.
A bright red cardinal
flutters amongst
a glowing-flowered rose bush,
as if thinking the red petals
were competition.
I muse at how,
years prior,
the landlady had demanded:
“Cut down these weeds!
I just want a well-kept lawn!”
Now, in spring,
as new plants arise,
she carefully takes
lawnmower or weed-wacker,
and carves paths that avoid wildflowers.
As summer beckons,
her cautious paths let us
leisurely stroll through
bright pinks, whites, yellows, purples, blues, reds.
We become surrounded by and absorbed in Nature.
What made the change?
What turned this orderly hostess
demanding sterile, well-manicured lawns,
to one who could see and rejoice
in the colorful riot of wildflowers?
My grandparents,
(who she never met),
and their parents
were known for the flowers
and fruits they kept.
The family joke was
how the Sheboygan matriarch
grew her veggies and flowers
in the bathtub.
Beauty before cleanliness.
The tradition carried on,
as my grandmother taught
her children and grandchildren
to enjoy and relish nature.
“How beautiful!”
Grandmother’s children, too,
(oft to the chagrin of neighbors),
invited wildflowers and native plants
instead of sterile and invasive species
to grow and thrive and bring beauty and life.
So now their children and grandchildren
leave patches of wild plants,
riotous color for the birds, bees, butterflies;
pollinators who gladly cavort and dance
the way their ancestors did.
As willing witnesses, we get to feel
the swelling in our hearts
and the welling of our eyes,
as we join with them in this
ancient dance in the wildflowers.
Read more about how the landlady of Spirit Tree Farms, Marnie Kuhns, transformed from loving lawns to wooing wildflowers, birds, and pollinators in her book about finding peace in Nature and God’s Creations.