As I read and pray this morning, I see my heart as a garden and God, the gardener. The weeds that attempt to grow are worry, pride, selfishness, unbelief. When I yield to God, the weeds shrivel up and peace abounds. I choose peace today.
“For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.” 2 Corinthians 4:17