I counted almost a dozen of them as I drove along the curvy, country road to my Pilates class in the early morning. Each one was totally different than the last. Slowing down so I could see them even better, it was tempting to stop. Some I don’t think I’d ever seen before. A rainbow of color and shapes, their diversity was delightful.
Jeff and I are celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary today.
Twenty-five years of pure joy, rapturous romance, and constant love and devotion. Not.
Our years have been riddled with joys and sorrows, romance and doldrums, devoted love and selfish hearts.
Beautiful days and lots of weeds. Threats. Annoyances.
But as I gathered up my weeds today, I was struck by the joy and purpose even in them. Weeds take faith. And they surprise.
The very things I have perceived to be the problems over our twenty-five years, have often proven to be the blessings. They’re the things that have made us reach deeper, stretch farther, and find strength in brokenness and love in hurt. The things that have taught us the meaning of forgiveness and grace.
So today I’m celebrating great love, great grace, a great marriage, a GREAT man.
And weeds.
Lovely, wild, lovely. A testament to a happy union. And I know I've said this before, but the strawberry boy picture always makes me laugh. It never, never gets old. I love it.
"Weeds take faith. And they surprise." Love this, friend. Weeds take faith, indeed. May we all stop and experience the holy moments in those weedy places more often, pull out the treasures. Thank you.
wow happy anniversary…that is awesome! and love the wild flowers….the holy among the weeds is a beautiful thought as well…
great perspective – I feel the same way about weeds…er…wild flowers. Great pics too.
oh i love this. the way you took weeds and showed their true potential. "misunderstood flowers" i call them 🙂
So glad to have stopped by today, Kim. My husband and I celebrated our twenty fifth wedding anniversary in May, so I know just what you describe so beautifully in this post.
And now it is July and one of the loveliest "weeds" of all is studding the fields…the Queen Anne's lace…may your days ahead with your great man be likewise adorned.