There are some traits we would love to be able to claim from our grandparents. Both my grandmothers were wonderful gardeners that had gardens that your imagination could run wild with. Sadly that gene has missed me. I love plants, and I have no trouble buying them and planting them the problem is quite simply I forget that they are there.
Over the last couple of summers in Adelaide we have had some of our plants die due to water restrictions and hubby desire to see which plants will last in the climate we now face. Plants can be watered by rain water tank, so I have decided that with my kid’s love of salads I would again try to plant vegetables. Last year we grew a few zucchini and cucumbers with hubby and the kids watering my plants. This winter I tried growing beetroots, cauliflower, broccoli, lettuce and carrots. Most survived thanks to the rain although I did forget to weed out the carrots and we did not get to eat any broccoli or cauliflower. Feeling proud of my winter gardening achievements we have now undertaking growing strawberries, sweet corn, tomatoes, eggplant and capsicum.
But now we are wiser and have a fence around our little veggie patch to keep out the pest. The reason we did not get to eat any cauliflower was that the dog decided that he really liked the taste of the leaves and had pulled up and ate the plants before we knew what was happening. Only one broccoli grew and as the kids informed me a week ago actually was ready to eat, that was until I was outside with the kids looking at the broccoli deciding its fate, when the dog joined us and after a glance at us walked over to the plant and took out a big chunk and walked off happy with his meal. Our new successful secret to growing plants - Keep the dog away from them.
Sometimes in life we will start things that other will be happy to assist us with to see the final product. I thank God for my kids and hubby.
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Thursday, October 22, 2009
Temptation - The Price to Pay
My husband was watching the movie ‘The price to pay’ or as it is known in France ‘Le Prix a Prayer’ the other night, he had not seen it before but I had, it is a movie which made me laugh. It is not a Christian movie, but it does demonstrate temptation in the movie. What I love about this movie is that the husband (Christian Clavier) has worked hard all his life so that his wife (Nathalie Baye) and his daughter (Anais Demoustier) can enjoy everything in life, until one day he has enough and realizes that his marriage is in bad shape turns to his chauffer (Gerard Lanvin) for advice. His chauffer has been living with his partner (Geraldine Pailhas) is tired of her wanting to spend time writing than spending time with him. The men devise a simple plan – cut off the money to the women and they will in turn come back to the men. What the men soon start to realize is that what sounds great in theory doesn’t always turn out the way we want it to.
With the money gone for the two women temptation comes as they struggle to deal with what the men are doing to them. The women react in different ways. The men so sure that the women will be back in there arms so quickly once the money is gone, go from one extreme to the other to prove their point.
Bottom line of this movie – Choose wisely who you get marriage advice from.
Proverbs 13:20 – He who walks with the wise grow wise, but a companion of fools suffers harm.
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With the money gone for the two women temptation comes as they struggle to deal with what the men are doing to them. The women react in different ways. The men so sure that the women will be back in there arms so quickly once the money is gone, go from one extreme to the other to prove their point.
Bottom line of this movie – Choose wisely who you get marriage advice from.
Proverbs 13:20 – He who walks with the wise grow wise, but a companion of fools suffers harm.
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Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Perfect
In my lead up to my wedding I wanted to look perfect. I wanted my hair perfect, my make up perfect, my dress perfect and even my hands perfect. Having organized and arranged everything I could do to get myself perfect for the big day, I felt secure in the knowledge that my wedding was going to be perfect. God had other ideas. Now I am not a perfectionist, it just that from a small age I had dreamed about this day. This was the day I would be a princess.
The day before the wedding my family and my future husband got into our cars and drove the thirty minutes to the church we had chosen to get married at – a simple thing or so I thought. Ten minute before we got to the church, my car had a flat tyre. In the car was my future husband, my sister and myself. We started to organize who would change the flat tyre, now my future husband was all set to change the tyre until he realized that he did not know how to work the jack. My sister just plainly refused on the grounds that she would get dirty; which left only me. I started getting the jack to work, when it happened, one of my false nails snapped off and flew into the surrounding country side. We fixed the tyre and meet everyone at the church for our wedding rehearsal.
At the wedding rehearsal I could not take my eyes off the one nail that was no longer perfect, at the end of the rehearsal as we went to leave; God whispered to me “Why do you have to be perfect?” The answer was easy – isn’t every bride on her day. God whispered again “I did not make you to be perfect. Do you think your future husband will love you less if you marry him without the false nail on your finger? Is this how you want to start your marriage? What happens after tomorrow; are you still going to be perfect?” I pulled my future husband aside and we talked for a little while and agree on one thing.
The next day I got married to my hubby and I was not perfect on that day, we had both agreed that I did not have to be perfect to marry my husband, and he thought that it kind of suited me. He loved the fact that neither of us had to bow to the pressure of having looking perfect on our wedding day. We enjoyed our wedding day and found ourselves going with the flow of the day.
Today having been married twelve years I am glad I chose not to be perfect on the day. God was right – You do not have to be perfect to get married.
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The day before the wedding my family and my future husband got into our cars and drove the thirty minutes to the church we had chosen to get married at – a simple thing or so I thought. Ten minute before we got to the church, my car had a flat tyre. In the car was my future husband, my sister and myself. We started to organize who would change the flat tyre, now my future husband was all set to change the tyre until he realized that he did not know how to work the jack. My sister just plainly refused on the grounds that she would get dirty; which left only me. I started getting the jack to work, when it happened, one of my false nails snapped off and flew into the surrounding country side. We fixed the tyre and meet everyone at the church for our wedding rehearsal.
At the wedding rehearsal I could not take my eyes off the one nail that was no longer perfect, at the end of the rehearsal as we went to leave; God whispered to me “Why do you have to be perfect?” The answer was easy – isn’t every bride on her day. God whispered again “I did not make you to be perfect. Do you think your future husband will love you less if you marry him without the false nail on your finger? Is this how you want to start your marriage? What happens after tomorrow; are you still going to be perfect?” I pulled my future husband aside and we talked for a little while and agree on one thing.
The next day I got married to my hubby and I was not perfect on that day, we had both agreed that I did not have to be perfect to marry my husband, and he thought that it kind of suited me. He loved the fact that neither of us had to bow to the pressure of having looking perfect on our wedding day. We enjoyed our wedding day and found ourselves going with the flow of the day.
Today having been married twelve years I am glad I chose not to be perfect on the day. God was right – You do not have to be perfect to get married.
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