my mummy is one of the patient, gentle gardeners that i know. she rejoices when the flowers bloom and always put time aside, no matter how busy, to water and nurture her plants. that day as i was waiting at the corridor, then did i realise how much effort and thought she had put into building up her little garden. and i realised that it is actually very beautiful, in a simple and tender way.
i can never be a good gardener! i am too impatient and restless to wait for the flowers to bloom. sometimes i aspire to be like my mother in some ways. yet deep down, i know i cannot reach what is so high up.
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"But his delight is in the law of the LORD...And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper."
Psalm 1: 1 & 3
your post brought this verses into mind, and may it encourage you dd:)
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