surprised by carrots

This week we picked some carrots in our backyard.


Back in March or April, I planted carrot and pea seeds next to our storage shed. A couple days later, the rabbit family came nosing around, eating flowers off the snapdragon stems in my pots. With a newborn in my arms, I decided to give up the idea of a garden for this summer. I didn't want to fight the rabbits. And I let the weeds grow over my little cleared patch of dirt.




But last week we picked these carrots in my forgotten plot. Their existence reminds me of God's grace, and how he keeps working even when I don't. That he can bless even my short-lived, half-forgotten impulses is a gift. I'm thankful.