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Turning my Graves into Gardens

Updated: May 27, 2020

"You turn graves into gardens... you turn seas into highways..."

As a human being, we crave for the admiration and remembrance from others. Its natural... we are greedy. We want it all even when we know its not right or even available to us. The other day I was watching a documentary about a festival that went awry because of one man's greed for money that surpassed the thousands of workers and festival attendees well being. He didn't start the project in time, he made things cheaply, and he didn't even create an itinerary for when the guests arrived. It was the product of someone moving too fast for something that, ultimately, did not matter. I think we as people (and I mean normal people, not billionaires like our festival maker friend) are constantly moving and never being still. My generation (a mixture of Gen Y, Millennials, and Gen Z) never sleep and never seem to get tired, because we are constantly creating and trying to give ourselves a good image. We cover up our anxieties and depression with a well timed selfie an iced latte and a dewy face. We know that there are worse things happening in the world, so we decide to throw everything that isn't anybody's business except our own into a shallow grave. We feel responsible for our lives and feel ridiculed when asking for help on things that are supposed to be easy. When we don't want to deal with something, we push forward and it gets thrown behind us, into our metaphoric graves. Its that looming hole we don't want to look at or ever go in because it houses every insecurity and emotion that we don't want to deal with.

We forget that every obstacle in our way is meant to teach us that God can be the plow, metaphorically, through our dirt. Everything we do is mold-able, everything ever changing, you know? He can turn seas into highways like he did for Moses, he can turn bones in armies like he did with Ezekiel, he can turns graves into gardens... we have graves filled with dirty, ugly things looming inside but when we hand it all over to God he will make those things bloom into vast meadows and monuments of his work.

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