We’d let our back yard alone for a long season. There were reasons we never discussed but I knew my own heart about it. It was time to move forward though and I set about the task. At one point I found myself turning up dry and lifeless dirt filled with weeds. My hands, feet and every muscle began to ache with the effort, but I loved seeing the underlying soil.
Eventually I stopped for a bit and just rested my eyes on the truth of what I was seeing. What looked so hard, so forgotten, so overrun with ugliness was nothing permanent, it just hadn’t been tended to. Beneath the surface there was soft and fertile ground we could plant into.
I lay aside my tools and looked down at myself. I was covered in dirt from my head to my toes but I just didn’t mind. As I worked in my yard digging into the deeper soil, I knew my Father was doing the same in my heart. I was His garden to be made over.
Eze 36:26 And I will give you a new heart, and I will put a new spirit in you. I will take out your stony, stubborn heart and give you a tender, responsive heart.