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Today I learned from my sunflowers.

Most of these pictures are unrelated, just fall-ish :)

The boys helped me bake today:

Bits-n-pieces of upcoming Birthday baking:

...I love mini-pumpkins!

half the height of the sunflowers! (the short one farthest to the left is the one that Henry planted in previous posts)





A moment in which time seemed to stand still... the boys sat quietly together on their leggo suitcase, looking out the window and listening to music:



A bouquet of the sunflowers I learned from :)

Yup. Today, I learned from my sunflowers. I was feeling weary after a day of calm, consistent discipline (...for the most part?), so after dinner I excused myself to go gather some of the last crop from my garden. After gathering a handful of cherry tomatoes, peeking at my pumpkins, and plucking a few zuccini, my sunflowers greeted me rather wearily themselves. Some of them leaned wilted and tired looking against the fence, and others were face-down in the dirt. Sunflowers are interesting plants. These are called "Mammoth" sunflowers, and boy are they! They came from little seeds in a paper envelope, and turned into 8' giants, with bright, happy faces. However, come the first rain, their happy faces soaked up so much water that their deceivingly thick stems couldn't hold them. Their roots didn't go deep enough to support the weight once they had been rained on, and the whole plant, fully in tact, came crashing down. I'm sure you can see how that relates to us, spiritually.
Sometimes it's easy to look happy, and appear to stand strong and tall (like my sunflowers!)- but when we get rained on, it's essential that we are deeply rooted in the truth of who God is and who He has asked us to be.

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