End Result of Broken Thumb!!

Photo: taken by Sheryl Smith-Rodgers Hearn

Now who would think a broken thumb was the end result of something so pretty in our front yard?  It started out with Dear Husband attempting to dig a hole for one of my new plants, and within thirty minutes, we were both worried sick as to how bad the break was in his Thumb.

This is our Front Yard-now completed with the lovely Cross, plants all around as we sit on our porch and drink in the  beauty.  Yes-we Sit, Matt holding his thumb steady, me with a pillow or two in the chair so I can safely sit for awhile without waking the Burning Butt up!  

I love this photo because it helps people understand my comment of "Well, we do live behind the Church" and its true.  As you look at this photo, the Red building is our old Church, and the larger building is the church hall.  All of the area in front of our yard is covered with our crop of Coastal Hay-it grows most of the year, then goes dormant in the cold season.  When the good Lord led us to this wonderful spot, it looked nothing like it does now.  There was no white fence, only tons of trees, and all of the property needed a lot of Tender Loving Care.  We gave it that and more-and now as we age, the aches and Pains are clear reminders of how much work we have done here.  

The Rock Cross was built by a very talented man, Carmen Perez who attends our church and he let us know after the last rock was in place-"this is the First Cross I have ever done, and I am  proud of it!"  We are too, and something tells me he will be doing more of these-amazing how hidden talents can rise up to give that feeling of accomplishment!

Probably some might be thinking-"Why a Cross in your yard?"  Well-its an easy answer because we saw one like this at a place in Austin,Texas called Lady Bird Johnson Wildlife Center and felt it was the perfect Facelift for our Front Yard.  Yet we never dreamed of Matt breaking his Thumb and having to just sit back and watch as somebody did all of this hard work for us.  

This Cross does wonders for me-I can be in the worst moments of Pain, and once outside, it seems the more I look at it, I start to forget some of my Pain and simply treasure the beauty that is now in my line of view.  As the plants keep growing, we find ourselves talking about more plants here and there-but pause and say "Well, it might be wise if we just waited a while-after all, we don't need a repeat of the Broken Thumb!"

I hope you enjoy the photo-and my Joy today is being able to share this with you.  God bless all who are in Pain.  I pray He lifts you up and holds you in His Loving Embrace.

Martha