My Herb Garden

Today was as perfect a day in North Dakota that a Texas country gal could ever wish for.  The temperature was 75, the breeze was only as occasional puff, and the blue clear sky (as Forrest Gump would say) couldn't have been better.

For all the trucks with bad exhausts, the hundreds of gas flares at the oil wells, and the influx of people, the sky is still cleaner than Texas.  By the way - North Dakota's population is 642,200.  Texas has six cities that exceed that number and yellow and gray skies over even much smaller bergs.

We've had almost daily rain for three weeks, so weed pulling and hoeing was easy today.

As I worked on the herb garden (parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme - actually it's parsley, mint, cilantro, and dill) their combined essence sent a wonderful happy smell to my nose.  Then I smelled them every time I walked by.  The herb garden is just outside the kitchen door as it should be - so it's just a step and a snip away.  I'm absolutely positive that all Mexican food must have cilantro and lots of it.  But chives are my new love and work in lots of dishes.

It all smells soooo good.

My herbs remind me of you.

"In the Messiah, in Christ, God leads us from place to place in one perpetual victory parade. Through us, he brings knowledge of Christ. Everywhere we go, people breathe in the exquisite fragrance. Because of Christ, we give off a sweet scent rising to God, which is recognized by those on the way of salvation—an aroma redolent with life. But those on the way to destruction treat us more like the stench from a rotting corpse."

The Message (emphasis mine)

(2 Corinthians 2:15-16)

My herb garden is like so many of you who are the fragrance of Christ. We smell you when we pass by, when we get close to you, and when we get involved in the garden of your life.

Thank you for being such an exquisite fragrance, a sweet scent,

 an aroma redolent with life!