One At A Time

I am a “planner” and a garden needs a plan, but my garden is designed more like this: “Oh I think I’ll put the bell-flower here near the apple tree, the yarrow and bee balm over there across the path.” Recently I read a line in a little book called Jesus Calling which has stuck with me– “A mind preoccupied with planning pays homage to the idol of control.” Ouch! That hit home because most of my planning is whirling in my mind — how I can get everything done that needs doing the next day, or week or month. I wonder if I should just say, “Today I will live in the present and take things one at a time.” Then maybe I wouldn’t be so disappointed when my plans didn’t work out or get upset if I was interrupted. . . .

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About Gardening Gran

The first time I heard Mother Cay and Mother Judy speak was in 1972 at St Paul's Church in Darien, Connecticut. M. Cay talked about seeing a bright full moon, big and beautiful in the sky above. She thought, the moon doesn't generate light by itself -- it is all reflected light from the sun, and that is how we are supposed to be--reflecting the Light of the Son. That led to many retreats at the Community, one in Bermuda, a pilgrimage to England and Scotland, and finally building a house and moving to Cape Cod in 1980. I was privileged to have been on the Liturgy Committee for the first planning sessions for the Church, and to see it grow from seeds of ideas, into what it is now. Through the years here I have enjoyed writing, studying chant (and being glad that I had taken three years of Latin in school), working as the General Manager for Paraclete Television and Video, leading Shadow Tours when the choir travelled the world, and serving as President and a development officer for Gloriae Dei Artes Foundation. I like to do all kinds of needlework, read, paint landscapes, garden, play tennis, swim, watch the Red Sox, and be outdoors. What a loving God--to plant me in such a beautiful place, on a beach next to Cape Cod Bay!

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