|"And for raiment why are you solicitous? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: |
they labour not, neither do they spin." Matthew 6:28
Observing the juxtaposition of explosive growth and decaying vines within the cold, dark silence of a dawning summer day was an eerie feeling.
All things have their season, and in their times all things pass under heaven.A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted.A time to kill, and a time to heal. A time to destroy, and a time to build.A time to weep, and a time to laugh. A time to mourn, and a time to dance.A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather. A time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces.A time to get, and a time to lose. A time to keep, and a time to cast away.A time to rend, and a time to sew. A time to keep silence, and a time to speak.A time of love, and a time of hatred. A time of war, and a time of peace.-Eccesiastes 3:1-8
|The sunflowers are reaching 9 feet tall, overlooking the slow death of the once-lush pumpkin vines.|
|Tomatoes, some deliciously ripe and some bursting at the seams...literally. They are tied to|
a pole, and supported as best as can be hoped for at this point.
No luck. 'Twas a mere vanity.
They continued to writhe under the constantly increasing weight of the fruits, buckling and falling to the earth while the tomatoes fill to beyond capacity.
|Cucumbers, too, are nearing the end of the line.|
|The okra is doing very well after struggling early, now the strongest of the bed when compared|
with the yellowing cucumber leaves below and toppled tomatoes behind.
|The last remnants of a butternut squash, fighting for every scrap of minerals and water|
before the entire plant succumbs to the squash bugs.
|In the midst of the death and decay, some Scotch Bonnet peppers have started fruiting!|
Still purple, they are looking very healthy in their overall development.
Now is our time to pluck up what hath been planted.
Now is the time for our first fruits to die.
Now is the time for a new season of growth and fruitfulness, a new rebirth.
And to hold on to that which has passed is a vanity.
The pumpkins in particular are a devastating loss. But to hold on to that which the Lord gives and takes away is a vanity. I must learn to accept the coming, the fruiting, and the passing. For it, too, is vanity, and to dust it shall return.
I made gardens, and orchards, and set them with trees of all kinds. And when I turned myself to all the works which my hands had wrought, and to the labours wherein I had laboured in vain, I saw in all things vanity, and vexation of mind, and that nothing was lasting under the sun.-Ecclesiastes 2:5,11
Mind the things that are above, not the things that are upon the earth. For you are dead; and your life is hid with Christ in God.-Colossians 3:2-3