I decided to do my posts out of order. I had planned to talk about reading, but sometimes, you just want to talk about life. (There I go talking about myself in the second person again)
Even when life is hard, we should still be able to find some joy. Christ has rescued us from death and sin and that ought to be enough. And then there are so many simples joys in life. Things like lovely weather, cooking, or gardening.
A little while ago I harvested the first garlic for the year. I like growing garlic. It’s so simple. Just stick the cloves in the ground and seven or eight months later you pull out whole heads. One on them was a little early and there’s lots more coming. I harvested another head today in fact. I am very glad I planted as much as I did, because we probably aren’t going to get much else this season. We have a problem. Our plants are being eaten.
By mice we thought. Because we knew we had mice. But we weren’t catching any. Even with a get-the-peanut-butter-and-fall-into-a-bucket-of-water trap. something was getting the peanut butter though. And now we know what it is. Rats. So we got the rabbit trap set up and we are waiting for night to come. But at least rats don’t like garlic.
The same day I harvested the garlic I was also making bread, and I took some photos. So here they are. I make bread because then I can know exactly what’s in it. Or not in it. It doesn’t have a lot of things in it. But it’s really good.
Anyway this post doesn’t seem to have a great point to it, but life is like that sometimes. Not everything seems to be hugely important. But we do it anyway and we find joy in it. Not because of what we are doing, but because of who we are, children of the living God. May you find joy in him.