Growing Jiffy Plants

Most people know that my daddy was a farmer when he was here on this good ole' Earth. He grew all kinds of crops but he mainly grew hay to sell to other livestock farmers. As I grew up around the farm I always loved going out to the field to survey the wonder of the life that was growing before me. Even as I drive in my car today and look out the window, I am completely fascinated with how all of the elements just come together perfectly and produce the things that we need to sustain our lives. God is so good to us! After my daddy passed away when I was an early teenager, I felt like all of his wisdom and knowledge about growing plants went with him. As I grew up and later got married, I always felt like Mark was thinking that I should be outside growing a homegrown garden in our yard. I was ashamed that I did not know more about it. So now that I am staying home, and I am learning to be frugal with our finances, I am going to learn how to have a garden in my back yard. I have a really great friend who knows so much about growing and planting. Luckily, she does not judge me for my lack of knowledge, or the fact that I am uninformed about this. When I call her, she always tells me what I need to know, and she offers to help.

So, I was sitting here tonight looking at my Jiffy plant holder. We planted 72 seeds last week and they are growing at an alarming rate. . .faster than I had expected. Do I transplant? Do I set up a makeshift greenhouse with hay bales and glass. Do I wait? AHHHHHHH!!! OK, I won't stress over this, but I have made a few observations.
First, I had to remove my Jiffy plastic dome because the plants were getting really big. Letting them breathe in the open air and experience life outside the dome. This sort of reminds me of my kids. . .having to let go of their hands gradually and let them make a few decisions on their own. Second, playing a guessing game with the plants reminds me of the times as a parent that I second guess the decisions I make regarding my children. Oh, to know if I had made the right decisions??? Waiting and praying that God will lead me in the right direction. . .Praying for Wisdom. Thirdly, will the plants take to the ground and grow productively after I transplant them??? Will our children go out in the world and remember all that we have taught them about life, God, and how to be a productive member of society? We have invested so much love and energy into our little angels. All they need is a little Son light in their hearts. . .A breath of God's Air in their Souls. . .Some Blood to wash away their sins. . .Growing tall. . .Growing strong. . .Growing for God. . .Growing our Jiffy Little Plants...