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Breaking Old Ground

“Bloom where you are planted.” Saint Francis de Sales

Mamaw has a gift for making things grow. Whenever she purchases flowers in a pot, no matter how healthy they look to me, she is convinced they are root bound. She can’t wait to get them in a larger pot, or even better, the great outdoors of her flowerbed. I have often kidded her about this. But the truth is, once she’s replanted them and tended to them, they flourish in the new spot.

Mamaw believes in pruning things up, working the soil, adding miracle grow and plenty of water, then covering the ground with a protective mulch.

We all love the idea of a fresh start. As we celebrate the beginning of each new year, we have aspirations of breaking new ground and attaining new goals. But what happens when we’re stuck in our old pot of circumstances, when we have obstacles that are not going to budge?

When I don’t have the option to relocate, it’s time to take a fresh look at the ground God has already gifted me. It’s time to dig in and break up that dry soil, removing those rock hard pieces that tend to form from long term pressure and neglect. I need to nourish this old ground and protect it with some renewed thinking.

Do not be conformed to this age, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may discern what is the good, pleasing, and perfect will of God.” Romans 12:2

Finally brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable—if there is any moral excellence and if there is any praise—dwell on these things.” Philippians 4:8

I know I will never be the gardener Mamaw is, but I do believe if I faithfully rework this familiar soil, there will be new growth.

Until Next Time,

Know The Hope!


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Room To Grow


Morgan and I have enjoyed watching our raised bed plants grow.  Although she would like to plant “a lot a bunch” of pretty green things, we’ve learned that less is more.  With room to grow, in a mix of good and bad weather this year, our tomatoes and “summer squash” are showing us they know just what to do. 🙂  In Morgan’s words, they’re “A Beautiful Mess”.

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One of the hardest things for me, as a parent, is NOT overcrowding Morgan.  I admit, I’ve found myself blocking her sun on several occasions, when my sole intent was to shade her from harm.

This song was written about that parent struggle.  How much to hang on, when to let go, remembering that God’s hands are always there.  😉 A Real Hard Place To Fall

I have to consciously pull myself back to give Morgan the space she needs.  My prayer is for her to have room enough to be able to make her own beautiful, messy, place in God’s garden.

Until Next Time,

Know The Hope!


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“Choose Life”

“…I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing: therefore choose life, that both thou and thy seed may live.” Deuteronomy 30:19

A few years ago, I was in the hospital with a cut back, thanks to a large kidney stone.  Allison brought me a small rose bush.  I planted it in our rock garden, and although it’s had its struggles, it has managed to come back each year.

That rose bush has been tended to and “cut back” several times, and I thought it had seen it’s last Spring.  I have an affection for it, I guess, because I’ve felt pruned down to the ground myself at times.  That said, I now know sometimes a good pruning is our only chance for survival.  I cut it down to near nothing, and the rest was up to that little bush and its tenacity.  So sweet to see it bloom once again.

Pruned Rose

Since Morgan, our sweet “Blue Rose”, transitioned from school services this May, we have been vigilantly searching for new opportunities  for her to bloom.  Although there are struggles for individuals with disabilities who want to work and be engaged in their community, we choose to keep tending that garden, because we choose a life of quality for our daughter.

We’re thankful for our fellow gardeners.  One of Morgan’s jobs will be helping her Papaw deliver Meals on Wheels once a week.  She calls it “trick or treating” in reverse. 😉

Papw and Morgan Meals on Wheels

Until next time,

Know The Hope,

Tammy Vice



“Watering Hope”

“It’s important to think about what you’re thinking about.” – Me, talking to myself

Morgan is a great event planner.  She is always thinking about what activity she can put on her calendar, and mine.  😉  We had “March Number 27” listed as planting “Big Color Flowers”.  When that seemed too far off, we changed it to “Saturday Number 14”.  On that rainy morning, after our “Saturday Breakfast” (also on the calendar), we headed to Lowe’s to pick out some flowers and “Garden Dirt”.  That afternoon, between the dropped, we planted our “Color Flowers”.

Garden 1   Garden 4

I explained that “Big” would come with water and time.  So Morgan got out her watering can later to catch what the rain may have missed.  Always thinking, always planning,… 😉

watering 2

While having lunch recently with a good friend, they made a thoughtful observation.  They said, with everything going on in my life, it must take a lot for me to keep my emotions under control.  It DOES.  As I thought about this conversation later, I was reminded of Morgan’s garden.  I’ve learned over the years, it takes a daily watering of hope to keep things in perspective for me.  When I feel the weeds of worry popping up, I have to think about what I’m thinking about, and redirect my thoughts to The Hope I know and believe.  I have a little talk with the Master Gardener every morning.  He reminds me of past seasons and events in my life that are proof of what I believe.

A little rain, a little sunshine, and Springtime will come around again.

Until Next Time,

Know The Hope!

Tammy and Morgan Vice