OHHH was the collective moan from the group. We are
in the middle of a Bonsai workshop. Our instructor is making drastic cuts. As
he moves around the plant, he is deliberate and thoughtful. Questions and rain on the roof interrupt the
silence. We sit transfixed as we learn the art of Bonsai.
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| November 3 Bonsai Workshop Michler's Greenhouse is Kentucky's oldest continually operating florist and greenhouse. 107 years old. |
Again and again, we were fascinated by the
cuts. We trust his experience as he
guides us through the process of the why and where of each cut. We are not a choir, but our collective expressions are so coordinated it is as if we had rehearsed. In the end, we look amazed at the art that was
fashioned before our eyes.
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| I am looking forward to attending more workshops in December. |
OUCH is the collective groan from our country as
lawmakers deliberate the budget cuts to avoid falling over the fiscal cliff.
Special interest groups respond in coordinated efforts to avoid certain cuts. …
Don’t touch this. Don’t mess with this…Sadly; we don’t trust any of the
parties. No one wants to sacrifice. Or we want others to make sacrifices.
Ouch… Do you really want me to give this up? What?
Please don’t touch take that away. On a
personal note, I am meditating on the things that God may be removing from my
life.
“Every branch in ME that does not bear fruit He
takes away; and every branch that bears fruit He prunes, that it my bear more
fruit. John 15:2
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