boxes and bags of plants that God had given me, but now what should I do? Although the front of my house had the topsoil replaced, I knew that it was not ready to have a bunch of perennials plunked in.
I had learned a long time ago that if I wanted to be able to keep ahead with my garden, I needed to smother the weeds and fertilize the ground. I usually did it by laying down layers of newspaper or cardboard and then piling loads of compost over that.
I knew there was composted horse manure next door, and they had said I could take some, but I also knew that it would take me a month to get the amount I needed and the weather would not hold. Still I asked the neighbor if it was alright if I came and got some.
But the Lord had already planned ahead. He hadn't given me the flowers without providing the nourishment and protection they needed.
The neighbor had been given the use of a piece of machinery with a big bucket. He was planning on moving the composted manure because it was in the way of the horse ring they were about to construct. He would bring the stuff over. All he needed to know was: where would I like him to dump it.
I had just put out a whole lot of cardboard for recycling but found out it was the wrong week for recycling. The cardboard was still there ready for me to use along with the newspapers I had been saving.
God had it all planned, even the week of beautiful weather that made it a joy to do the gardening.
I still wonder why He was so interested in seeing my flower garden progress, but I guess since He created the first garden which included every variety of flower, He obviously loves flowers even more than I do.
Incidentally, just in case you're wondering, the horse dung was so well composted that there was no smell to it.
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