A Broad Place…

Posted April 16th, 2012 by Leah and filed in Interior Wisdom, Word of Encouragement

On Saturday, an early morning in the garden quiets my heart, my mind. I find the continuous activity of bird’s singing, squirrels scampering, chickens scratching and wood peckers pecking rather soothing, like a soft and beautiful symphony.

The distant sound of motors on the lake, and road, remind me that life goes on around us. Sometimes that can cause me to feel alone, and sometimes that is rather soothing too. Regardless of how I feel, I find strength in knowing God the Creator designed this continuum. So I exercise my faith and dig my fingers deep within the soil.

Tom called…Janace died early this morning.

When life wears me out with trouble, like King David, I lament

In you, O Lord, do I take refuge;

Be a rock of refuge for me,

I will rejoice and be glad in your steadfast love,

you have known the distress of my soul,


The Farm is that BROAD PLACE. A place where I can take deep breaths and say out loud

But I trust in you, O Lord;

I say, “You are my God.”

My times are in your hand;

Make your face shine on your servant.

I look up as the sun faintly shines through on this cloudy day, a cloudy day in every way.

This continuum… from birth until death, but light bursts forth as the clouds part and thanksgiving fills my heart. Thanksgiving that, although brief, my path and Janace’s path intersected. I lay all down, especially my own understanding, and trust God. I offer a sacrifice of thanksgiving for that which I don’t understand.

I dig my fingers deeper in the soil, pulling up weeds by their root, noticing that it’s hard to tell the weed from the wholesome plant at times. Maybe I don’t need to remove the weeds? But as I finish one bed, there is more of a BROAD PLACE left for the plants to breath…grow…bloom.  When confusion is left alone, it becomes a tangled mess strangling the beauty God the Creator has designed. Confusion is not part of his continuum.

We walk on the BROAD PLACE by faith pulling up the weeds of confusion. As we do, it becomes clear that we can’t untangle by common sense what faith alone understands. When we do the hard work of weeding, deeply uprooting the weeds in our garden, our continuum we walk is no longer a tight rope, but that beautiful BROAD PLACE. A place where two walk hand-in-hand in the garden, in this life.

Oh, how abundant is your goodness,

which you have stored up for those who fear you…

Be strong, and let your {my} heart take courage,

all you who wait for the Lord!

Thank you for your prayers.

Are there any weeds that need uprooting in your garden so you too can say…

You have set my feet in a BROAD PLACE {room to breathe, hope and find beauty again}.

Blessed be the Lord,



verses from Psalm 31

2 Responses to “A Broad Place…”

  1. Jody Collins says:

    “we can’t untangle by common sense what faith alone understands.”
    sometimes the untangling and understanding come when God has passed by and we see His back.
    So sorry to hear this, Leah. Jesus be with you.

  2. Lisa says:

    There is a passage in Sarah Young’s book “Jesus Lives” that reads “Though your disappointment is real, My Presence with you is even more real. Stay close to Me as I work on mending your broken heart. Of course, your repaired heart will not be exactly as it was before, but in some ways it will be much better. Your renewed heart-stripped of its cherished hopes-will have more space for Me.”

    I refer to this passage often. So beautiful and so true. I will continue to pray for you and her dear husband.

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