This year, Andrew and I took on a huge endeavor of tripling our garden compared to last summer. We've had an abundance of cucumbers, tomatoes, potatoes, and peppers. However, our beans were lacking sufficiently to the point that I was about to purchase fresh green beans elsewhere. I mean, I only had four jars left in my cupboards from last year's harvest. I needed my beans! I would look at posts on Facebook of friend's abundant bean harvest, and I'll be honest, I felt completely defeated. We purposely planted two huge rows to ensure that we would have beans coming out of our ears. And here we were, at the end of July, with no beans.
About a week ago we were in the garden, picking tomatoes, deciding if it was time to rip up some of our crops that were on their way out, and plotting on other crop endeavors. Andrew decided to take a look at the beans, and low and behold we had beans. Our bean bushes were not even worthy to be called a bush. More like little twigs sticking out of the ground. But they were full of beans. We ended up having enough beans that I was able to can 9 qts. Not too shabby! Today, I ventured up to the garden with a small colander, not expecting to even fill it half full since we recently ripped up a row of beans that weren't producing. As I sat on my bottom, cause that's how I roll, I picked bean after bean after bean. I tend to do a lot of thinking through the monotonous task of picking, lifting stems, making sure I'm not missing anything, that I didn't even realize how full my bowl was getting. I wasn't even half way down the row and my bowl was overflowing with beautiful green beans. As I kept picking, I starting putting them in my cap, and then my shirt. Beans, glorious beans that I had desired so desperately to have. I needed these beans to squirrel away in my cupboards, because let's be honest...once you've had a fresh garden green bean canned from home, one cannot be satisfied with the sort that you purchase from the store.
As I was finishing my row of bean picking, it became clear as day to me that God had provided these beans. I am the worst Christian when it comes to doubting the good that can come. I am guilty of second guessing the Lord, wondering why things aren't happening when I think they need to be. Come on God! I need my beans! You see, He gave us our beans when He knew I could handle them. Between the tomatoes and the cucumbers, I have been in over my head in the kitchen. Had our beans came in at the same time as all of the other veggies, who knows if I would have been appreciative of such a wonderful gift.
So, I ask you this. What's your beans? What are you desperately waiting for? What are your desires? Do you question God and wonder why? Why aren't YOU doing what I need right here, right now? I took a long look in the mirror this afternoon, as I was canning these beans, and asked the Lord for forgiveness. He has a perfect will, even if it be beans, in a perfect way.
Don't give up on God. He has a plan for you, just like he has for me, for us. Patience is a virtue. I have to remind myself of that daily. So be patient, oh how difficult that can be, and trust that the Lord will give you exactly what you need, exactly when you need it.
And I just had to say all of that , because of a bean. Funny how God works, ain't it.
About a week ago we were in the garden, picking tomatoes, deciding if it was time to rip up some of our crops that were on their way out, and plotting on other crop endeavors. Andrew decided to take a look at the beans, and low and behold we had beans. Our bean bushes were not even worthy to be called a bush. More like little twigs sticking out of the ground. But they were full of beans. We ended up having enough beans that I was able to can 9 qts. Not too shabby! Today, I ventured up to the garden with a small colander, not expecting to even fill it half full since we recently ripped up a row of beans that weren't producing. As I sat on my bottom, cause that's how I roll, I picked bean after bean after bean. I tend to do a lot of thinking through the monotonous task of picking, lifting stems, making sure I'm not missing anything, that I didn't even realize how full my bowl was getting. I wasn't even half way down the row and my bowl was overflowing with beautiful green beans. As I kept picking, I starting putting them in my cap, and then my shirt. Beans, glorious beans that I had desired so desperately to have. I needed these beans to squirrel away in my cupboards, because let's be honest...once you've had a fresh garden green bean canned from home, one cannot be satisfied with the sort that you purchase from the store.
As I was finishing my row of bean picking, it became clear as day to me that God had provided these beans. I am the worst Christian when it comes to doubting the good that can come. I am guilty of second guessing the Lord, wondering why things aren't happening when I think they need to be. Come on God! I need my beans! You see, He gave us our beans when He knew I could handle them. Between the tomatoes and the cucumbers, I have been in over my head in the kitchen. Had our beans came in at the same time as all of the other veggies, who knows if I would have been appreciative of such a wonderful gift.
So, I ask you this. What's your beans? What are you desperately waiting for? What are your desires? Do you question God and wonder why? Why aren't YOU doing what I need right here, right now? I took a long look in the mirror this afternoon, as I was canning these beans, and asked the Lord for forgiveness. He has a perfect will, even if it be beans, in a perfect way.
And I just had to say all of that , because of a bean. Funny how God works, ain't it.
Perfect.
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