Thank God for Cucumbers

Thank You Lord for cucumbers.

Yes, they are not much - and they are mostly water - but still, thank You from the bottom of my soul.

All it took was the first cucumber from the garden to bring a smile to my face. Fresh, juicy, full of flavor ... that cucumber was part of what it took to bring me back to meet with God.

I felt horrible at work. The perpetual bad mood wasn't something I enjoyed - yet there I was, choosing to stay there. Even the sun glinting off the leaves outside my window didn't bring me hope.
Still, I knew it was a choice. So, sitting at my desk, I began to plan my date with God. I wanted to run away and spend time with the One who was always by my side. The same One I had been taking for granted, even ignoring.

So arriving home and deciding to look through the neglected garden before running away, a large garden cucumber lay before me in plain view.

God enabled the seed to grow. Yes, I did plant the seed, and water a few times, and remove a few weeds. But despite my neglect, God made it grow. And then I ate it.

First God gave me the simple joy of a cucumber. Then He took me in, showed me my wrongs, and set me back upon the Rock.

Amazing love, how can it be,
That You, my King, should die for me?