My garden is ever evolving. But I believe that’s the nature of gardens. Honestly, my idea of gardening evolves too.
I love to begin a day here and end a day here. It enlivens me to start my day and calms me to be ready for rest.
It’s my small piece of heaven.
Contentment. Regret.
Can they coexist?
I believe they must.
I have often heard someone say, “I have no regrets”. I can’t imagine.
Contentment, for me, is being at peace with.
Regret, not so much. It stirs feelings of disappointment. Anxiety. Probably topped with a dose of shame.
Oil and water.
Regret can make contentment seem unachievable. Something I can’t undo.
It’s a good thing for me to regret bad choices. But not a good thing to let regret paralyze.
That’s where grace steps in.
By grace I am forgiven. And through that grace I can be content. At peace with.
Grace offers mercy. Mercy brings peace. Peace makes space for contentment which allows me to own my regret and my regret not own me.
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