End of Summer
This is a picture of some of the plants I transplanted today. It’s also a visual meditation. This is a time for me to take stock of myself. What do I need to cut back on—not only material things, but the spiritual demands that sometimes are overwhelming. (Do I really need to do something for the parish every day? Can’t a day go by where I don’t have to prayer group, scripture study, right to life group, parish council, Rosary, Sodality, etc.) This is a good time to do this--the end of summer, before it gets too cold. Spiritually, I’m beginning to think of Advent.
I had to step back and look at these plants. Some are as old as my children. I split one of them and I’m afraid that it will cause it to croak. If I double what I do for people, for the church, for family—will I croak?
Now that I’m finished transplanting, I have to decide where to put them. They were outside, all summer. Likewise, once I’ve decided what to keep in my life, how can I use what I’ve kept, to my best advantage.
I’ve also resolved to take better care of these plants.