“Not to for­give is to be impris­oned by the past, by old griev­ances that do not per­mit life to pro­ceed with new busi­ness. Not to for­give is to yield one­self to another’s con­trol… to be locked into a sequence of act and response, of out­rage and revenge, tit for tat, esca­lat­ing always. The present is end­lessly over­whelmed and devoured by the past. For­give­ness frees the for­giver. It extracts the for­giver from some­one else’s night­mare.” – Lance Morrow

I love to Garden…it is one of my favorite past times with my father!  Yes­ter­day I was weed­ing my flower gar­den with my boys and they were lit­er­ally crack­ing me UP.  Con­nor would pull out a big weed and say, “That’s LIVE action!!”  “I got that with my BARE hands!”  I turned and looked at him and told him…those aren’t your bare hands…you have gloves on.  In which he responded, “OH!”  LOL  I told him he was one of the fun­ni­est per­sons I know, he said thanks!  He said weed­ing was a piece of cake…not just one piece of cake — two pieces of cake and a muf­fin!  Logan said aren’t I funny too?  Yes, Logan you are really funny too!  Our neigh­bors dropped by to tell me how much help I had, I told them that they liked weed­ing so much that they wanted to do it EVERY­day, she said cool, when they are fin­ished there they can come on over…  Con­nor said okay…that will be 50cents.  Logan said cool we can open up a lemon­ade stand, except we can sell us weed­ing.  Too cute…and they helped me pull a lot of weeds, minus the cou­ple of actual flow­ers they trampled…aw well.  Logan wanted to know why if God invented every­thing why did he invent weeds, I told him that I think they rep­re­sent sin.  God wants us to pluck out the weeds, the things that take us away from him and stunts out our growth.