I wanted to take my gardening prowess, which isn’t very high to begin with, to the next level: I wanted a compost pile. I was, however, concerned about attracting rodents. (UGH!) A friend of mine alleviated this by convincing me to recycle only plant products, i.e., just flora, no fauna. So scraps from smoothie makings, salad fixin’s, and the corn cobs of summer were diligently tossed into a special homemade “bin” made of old wooden pallets situated in the side yard. Okay, they do tend to attract flies, but one day I noticed that a nice big spider had set up housekeeping right over the very spot—if any spiders have brains, this was one of them!
Then there’s the odor. Ever caught a whiff of a compost pile? You shouldn’t really be able to, at least not if it’s properly taken care of. Not that I would want mine in my kitchen or anything. (I have a big dog—that’s enough smell for one household!) Evidently, a knowledgeable gardener will turn the compost frequently. This recurring agitation prevents the “bad” bacteria from building up (the main cause of the offensive smell). This also allows the much needed oxygen to permeate throughout the decomposing organic matter so that the “scraps” can become useful soil again. Soooo….off I go to one of the local Farm & Home stores to purchase a real, old-fashioned pitch fork. Yes, I did! I look like something out of Wood’s “American Gothic”. And, I want you to know, them tongs are dangerous! (But highly effective.)
You probably know where I’m going with this…
We all have scraps in our lives: mistakes, regrets, relationships, past experiences that may or may not be of our own making. OR…we have dreams, talents, ideas that have been criticized or ridiculed one too many times, and we’ve given up. When we try to bury these things, rather than allowing God’s truth to penetrate throughout, they become pretty ripe and offensive.
And they attract more than flies…
Has God been agitating your personal compost pile of emotional, mental, spiritual, or relational leftovers? If He is, I doubt that you need me or anyone else to describe it to you. For “some reason”, these stupid things keep coming up, and at the most inopportune times.
Maybe it’s because it needs air. Give it God’s air, as only He knows how to recycle our junk to use it properly for real growth. In practical terms, this may mean counseling, or simply revealing it to a trusted comrade for accountability. It may mean forgiveness to the one(s) who have done the harm. Or maybe an apology on my part (oh, how the pitchfork prongs hurt on THAT one.) Whatever it takes, it’s better than dumping more dirt on top trying to cover the smell.
Here’s what God promises:
“But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and manifests through us the sweet aroma of the knowledge of Him in every place.”
Because He is the best gardener, hands down
2 Corinthians 2:14 New American Standard Bible (NASB)
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God is faithful to “agitate” when and where and how I need it most! So thankful for it – even when it hurts.
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One other caveat about composting: they create heat. Don’t place near a wooden structure. We burned down our garage with one.
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Hmmmm…glad you told me that!
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A good illustration for an important spiritual truth of dealing with our sins biblically by giving it to Him
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Thanks for saying so!! (I have plenty in my pile…)
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*Pile* I see what you did there
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What a great “Gardener” we have in Christ. This also makes me think about John 15.
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We often settle for just “not stinking” rather than demanded a sweet aroma from trash heap. Reminding me again of the purpose for my “sweet aroma” blog site. Love your blog.
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Ditto, you are your blog title!
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Important truth: How many flies do we attract?
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HO, yes!
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Reblogged this on Talmidimblogging.
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Scraps….I have a few. Thanks for this Dawn, it was very uplifting at a time when I was dwelling on the past some. Timely and useful.
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No better compliment.
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Well, I meant it. God delivers just the message we need right when we need it, doesn’t He?
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What and uplifting post Dawn. It teaches on so many levels. There are so many nuances here in this life lesson. The smart spider knew where to camp to get food. You illustrated both gardening and spiritual lessons. I like this post. Please could you send the link to my let’s create a link so that I can share it tomorrow?
Regards
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Oh I’m so sorry! did it miss it? I’ve had some computer issues (fancy that!) and a couple of all-day meetings for my job (one on Saturday….) so I’m a bit behind here. I would love to do that when you have another if I may!
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It’s a recurrent featuring link for other blogs so you can drop it in my share a link post. Glad to hear from you 🙂
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Great metaphor, Dawn!
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Thank you soooo very much!
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Oh, the stench!
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Love this post. Thanks for the follow. 🙂 ❤
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