I read Phil Johnson’s post about the mud in the blind man’s eye thing in John 9 and I think he’s dead on. I love that passage and I have spent a great deal of time studying it over the years and he still managed to pull out a number of things I never thought about–which, er, may not be a surprise to some who know me but nevertheless…
But its merely a perception about dirt–that it’s dull and can’t do anything. To the OCD Jews who were obsessively washing their hands and whatever I suppose that its not much but dirt is important.
OK, I admit it. I have a fairly large garden that could grow all the fresh produce we need all summer and way into the fall and then we could plant a Fall garden and there are even some crops that grow during the winter. But it all grows in, you know, dirt.
Beans and peas and tomatoes and potatoes swiss chard and lettuce and greens and spinach and carrots and onions and oh just all kinds of things grow out there. And all of this out of dirt.
Which I suppose why posting has been light these last few weeks. Gardening season has begun and its going to be hard for me to focus on much else for awhile. Well, except my sore hands and back and all that delightful dirt.
One thing I want to add, though, that I’ve learned over the years. When you’re breaking up ground, make sure you break up enough for all the seed you want to plant. I’m sure you can find a good biblical lesson in there if you try.
One other thing: No, I’m not quitting, I’m just busy. I’ll write quite a bit probably, you know that if you’ve got a blog. There are some things you just have to write.