My Prayer "Lord, help me be like a weed..."

I am sure the title of this post makes most of you curious, so let me explain.

This morning while I was running I noticed something...weeds.  In this summer of heat, humidity and no rain the only thing growing are weeds.  And even though they are weeds some produce the most beautiful flowers.  They are the brilliant shades of pink and purple.  Their stems and leaves also hold the color that has been alluding us these days...green.  I ran and wondered about weeds.  Then I prayed a simple prayer, "Lord, help me to be like a weed."

And here is why.  In our eyes, there is nothing that the earth is giving them right now to support life.  It is hot, dry and just plain miserable, but in all our yards alive and well, weeds.  Think how strong and resourceful they must be.  They are getting nutrients when everything else is dying.  I want to be like that.  I want to be walking through this dry and desolate time and still be thriving.

Matt and I feel like we are walking a path that is dry and desolate.  We are sucking up every drop of nutrients we can find for our souls and some days still feel malnourished.  So, "Lord, help me to be like a weed."  In this season of waiting and not knowing what God has for us, my prayer is that we can be strong and resourceful enough to still flourish.  If God can create a weed with all it's strength and resourcefulness, then think how strong and resourceful I must be?!  Wow! 

So today and in the days to come, "Lord, help me to be like a weed."