Trust me – I get the tired-of-pulling-out-weeds part. I don’t have a big yard, but the small flower beds that I do have give me great pleasure. I have my favorite (and the deer’s) flowers planted – Lillies – and truly enjoy seeing them for the two days they bloom before the deer come to my yard, or as they know it, the salad bar. Why the dopey deer eat the flowers and leave the weeds is beyond me (maybe they aren’t so dopey after all). But they do, so I am left to pull out the weeds. And it seems that while the blooms on the flowers fade (or are eaten) the weeds just grow and grow.
And so it is with the weeds of pride and selfishness in my life. They just seem to grow and the more I try to uproot them, the more they grow. Some days it is so hard to beat back my pride that it just seems easier to ignore it and hope that maybe it will go away. Hint – it never does. At least it never does on its own. It is only by constantly asking God to keep reminding me that I have NOTHING to be proud about. All I have, all I am, is because of His great love for me and because of Jesus Christ’s sacrifice for me.
As we go through the Easter season, I pray that my focus will not be on me – not on what I want or what I do or who I think I am – but on Who He is — our awesome Father — and on His Son, Jesus, the Author, and Finisher of our faith. “Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to His mercy He saved us by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost: which He shed on us abundantly through Jesus Christ our Savior. . .” (Titus 3:5-6).