'So the Pharisees and teachers of religious law asked him, 
“Why don’t your disciples follow our age-old tradition? 
They eat without first performing the hand-washing ceremony.”'

Mark 7:5 NLT

As I ponder on the words of Jesus:

The people honour Me with lips 
But their hearts is far from Me
And in vain they worship Me
Teaching as doctrines the commandments of men

Why oh why do we like imaginary boxes 
The Lord our God is vast and beyond our comprehension 
The Lord creates and can not be contain in a box 

Yes to Jesus 
Yes to Him alone - 

I have come to understand that saying Yes is 
Saying no to the things that pleases my flesh
And constantly adjusting my eyes that wanders around 

As I continue to  ponder to myself
Is the old life completely gone? 
Not a chance, it creeps in slowly 

Life is accustomed to and feel good moments
Life likes familiarity 

Yes to Jesus 
Means not walking alone 
Is it easy? Of course NOT

See this week, 
we have showers of blessings in London
No surprise, It is always raining

Boy was I glad, 
I didn’t have to water my potted plants
So on Thursday no rain, 

Well I checked up on my plants, 
the leaves are out wow
You will not believe it
 
I see something I did not plant 
Oh dear this is not good
 
Weeds - I saw weeds 
My eyes widely open - 

with questions 
How did you get in here?
What does it mean? 

So these weeds are sprouting 
from the gaps between the stones
In life as I ponder, I have gaps too
 
Days when I just want to look inwardly 
Days when I don’t anything but me 

These are the days the gaps are created  
And these gaps makes me lose focus

They bring  doubts and fears 
They make me look with the wrong lens on 
They make me think everyone is against me

As I ponder on what to do
I saw Him and all He wants is to be with me

He is part of my life
Not only when I want Him to be 
He should be with me all the time

Life is not easy, 
the weeds will sprout 
when we are flourishing

When water is good and 
I am soaked in His word 
When I am vulnerable 

It is easy to be distracted 
Watch and pray 
Be alert always 

Yes I decided not to pull all the weeds out
Well I also wanted to see what they will be like 
when the time is right 

I can distinguish them and pull them out
Very exciting news
 
For now they stay
I read up that some can be a good flower 
Who knows, we will see

So looking at the weeds 
In the quietness 

In my own craziness 
I look at the sky 
The sky proclaim the work of His hands

Consider and hear me, O Lord my God
Make my eyes sparkle again
Lest my eyes wonder and fall into the trap of death

So I went for a walk - to burgess park 
It is a very big park, looking at the green trees and just enjoying nature 

I trust in Your unfailing love 
My heart rejoices in Your salvation
 
I will sing the Lord’s praise 
For He has been good to me

As I ponder on the words of Jesus

© Hannah Michaela Vandi
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