The harvest

A few weeks ago, I spent a small fortune to buy an AeroGarden. I was so excited when it was delivered by UPS, and planted my little seed pods with delightful anticipation of a summer full of homemade spaghetti sauce, caprese salad, and bruschetta. Of the seven pods it the kit, two of them were basil... my favorite herb.

So imagine my dismay when the other five herbs grew beautifully and the paltry basil, the herb supposed to grow the fastest, lagged behind. It's so funny how those seeds were packaged the same way, planted at the same time and in the same conditions, have been watered the same, fed the same, and have the same amount of light. But their growth is so much slower.

I mean, it's not that I don't enjoy dill and thyme, but if I had my preference, I'd much rather have healthy basil than healthy chives.

This morning, during our weekly devo, one of my coworkers was talking about sowing seeds. We never know what God will use in our lives, but we must have faith that He uses it all. Sometimes not the things that we would prefer, but He knows what we need, and sometimes, when we lovingly tend to what we sow, we have a fruitful harvest.

But even when we don't, He can use that too. Obviously God doesn't mean for me to have a lot of basil this summer (unless I visit the farmers' market), but perhaps He wants me to can some pickles or bake some potatoes.

Even when it's not the flavor we want, He always provides the seasoning.

(Yeah, it's cheesy, but it's true!)