Weeding my life. I do that sometimes. It usually begins in the garden, pulling those pesky weeds and grasses, pruning the good plants so they burst forth with color. Whenever I weed out my gardens, I begin to recognize the things in my life that need weeding, things that hinder my ability to be all God wants me to be, created me to be.

Unforgiveness. I tend to hold onto those hurts and allow them to take root deep down inside, believing the bitterness somehow avenges the wrongs done to me. Anger. When life seems out of control, anger rears it’s rotting head. Gossip. Under the guise of compassionate flowers, gossip is really the dandelions of life. They blossom shortly and then spread and spread, pushing out the good plants, cutting off roots to those good things that should flourish in our lives. Ego. Idolatry. Not putting God first. When it comes right down to it, these are nothing more than believing I’m better than God, that my plans are better, my ways are better, my timing is better, that what I want is better than what He commands or desires.