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Robin is the author of For All Who Wander, her relatable memoir about wrestling with doubt that reads much like a conversation with a friend. She's as Southern as sugar-shocked tea, married to her college sweetheart, and has three children. An empty nester with a full life, she's determined to...

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  1. I will look at the persistent weeds poking through the cracks in my driveway with a new eye today. The lessons we learn from their tenacity go straight to the heart. I, too, prefer to chart my own course. I try to force beauty when, instead, I need to sit in brokenness for a bit. Even in those cracks that sizzle under the sun’s rays, tender shoots can turn to a full-blown weed garden.

    • It’s funny, Kelly; I told my husband what I wrote about today (that weed drives him nuts…I wonder when he’ll crawl under the house to snip it…tears). He just grinned that it would inspire a blog post :).

  2. Robin, It’s been quite awhile since I’ve commented here but had to share with you. My heart is almost pierced with a few lines this morning as I have had a long hard summer of struggle as I try find my place in a new season of work. To say I feel like a fish out of water is an understatement. Not only have I struggled to know if I belong, I feel as though I can’t breathe. I’m thankful for the message God has given you and that you have shared it with us. I need to wrestle with some of this truth today. Though you don’t know me, I have always felt a sweet connection with you. We’ve shared in the comments long ago. I’m thankful for you, the gifts God has given you, and your willingness to share those gifts! Thank you for truth today! You are a blessing to me!

    • Melanie,

      I’m pausing to pray for you this morning; I *hear* your holy wrestle, and I’m EXCITED for this HARD work the Lord must be working in you. While I hate that you’re near suffocating, I have to believe it’s also for your good and God’s glory. If anything I write ministers hope or grace or life to you, it is blessing to me, all glory to God. Thank YOU for taking time to share your heart and encourage me. I’ve known for months now I wanted to write about my little weed (though it’s gotten as tall as 3′!), when I sat down to try to share it, it was harder to make the points that have so loudly spoken to my heart. Maybe, today, it was for you <3.

  3. Robin,
    I love your writing!! Your words truly speak to my heart. I love the worship song that says Lord I’m running to your arms…the riches of your love will always be enough…I picture myself running into the outstretched arms of Jesus waiting g to swoop me up. Oh that I would set aside my desires and my self sufficient tenda cues and run first and foremost into His waiting arms! Thank you to your blessed weed and it’s message so we’ll preached this am.
    Bev xx

    • Ha, Bev!! Auto correct does me in sometimes! But tenda cues = tender cues which isn’t so far off, huh? And the song you mentioned? Yes–there have been times I have sung that very song with a whole heart; it is rich blessing when music articulates what our spirit longs to express.

      • “Tender Cures”. Cures are God’s solution for a Curse. Not just one cure. But to one curse He offers many cures. How awesome to see what happens when two letters are rearrsnged. It was exactly what I needed, your typo!! Wow! I see how He wants to move into my mistakes with His love and sheltering rescue plan. Amazing…

  4. Hey everyone!! Just thought I’d let you know (if you’re reading this in the morning) my site is down because Blue Host is having some kind of issue. Sooooo, if you tried to click through to my “miracle” post (one of my favorite life/faith stories of all time), you won’t be able to access it. I’ve been in touch with Blue Host and they’re working to resolve the issue, but apparently a lot of sites are affected. Boo! Hiss! Hope gets well soon :). (I’m headed off to Bible Study soon so won’t be able to reply to your comments for a bit, but THANK YOU if you take time to share your thoughts and personal circumstances; that is always a blessing I never expect but greatly appreciate.)

    Love to YOU on this beautiful Wednesday!! xoxo ~ Robin

  5. This reminds of my favorite attribute of God, his mysteriousness. I loved being reminded that beauty pushes forth in the dark unseen, grace upon grace. Gods nurturing gifts come in mysterious unpredictable ways. Thank you for this tangible reminder!

    • Kelli,

      Sometimes it’s NICE to be able to wrap our arms around a visual, isn’t it? I love how creative God is, how he’ll surprise us in common *and* spectacular ways :).

  6. We are a wondrous being who has been given the gift to trust in Him. We are truly blessed to see what treasures he gives to us in “our desert” as we discover the beauty, love and strength in the most unlikely place or natural beauty of the earth.

  7. Robin, your experience echos what I experience in my garden. I pull weeds like a terror to preserve resources for my precious veggies, but if I leave even a tendril of one root in the ground for those vigorous little things, they will rejuvenate and flourish!
    I don’t want to be a week, but I sure do want that kind of tenacity in my quest for godliness!

  8. Beautiful post…we are studying The Power of a Woman’s Words by Sharon Jaynes and this week is praying to God but remembering to align ourselves to His will for us….seems to flow into what you are saying!

  9. What a great post, Robin. I need these reminders to be who God created me to be. And to bloom where He has me. A long time ago, I read a verse in Isaiah that talked about growing roots downward and bearing fruit upward (I don’t remember the exact wording). It was such a beautiful picture for me (who was newly married and just moved, compliments of Uncle Sam) that I was right where God had planted me. Learning to bloom where I am, and remembering that being fully me is GOOD? Those are the things God keeps bringing me back to.

    Loved your post today!

  10. This is so beautiful, Robin, the words ask to be read again to soak it in even deeper.

    (On the lighter side, your porch weed is much better looking than my weed that is growing between the patio and foundation. I think yours is going to be a bush soon, I wonder if a flowering bush?)

    Now, I really want to be taught a lesson in a most unusual and unexpected way.

    May we open the eyes of our hearts…

  11. Hey Robin, I’m just the road from you, closer to Jackson. Only knock out roses survive the heat, I had no success with flowers. When I lived in Atlanta. I used to strip kudzu vines from chain link fence, now that something almost impossible to get rid of, it choked the honeysuckle vines. I admire your weeds tenacity, it’s motivating. I’d rather have Jesus prune me that the devil to mow me down. Your weed is a kindred spirit to Charlie Brown’s Christmas tree and the ant that moves the rubber tree plant. It’s got high hopes and you just made it famous.

  12. Robin, how grateful I am to the Lord for these words that speak my heart. I am just coming out of letting myself receive the merciful forgiveness of Christ for having wandered years ago, letting go of the lie that my Savior couldn’t look at me because I am a shame to Him. It was an old projection from a pain-filled life that He is, to His glory, working together for the good of those who love Him. I was doing that, what you said “Too often when life is going well, we rely on our own strength and what we can accomplish or manipulate. Ah . . . but when life isn’t going well, it seems easier to recognize our need for a loving, compassionate God who is at work in the midst of our circumstances.”, afraid to let Him who I thought was ashamed of me until He brought His truth of Isaiah 54:4 to bear.

    How He loves us, longs to shower His mercies and grace on us as we turn to Him and repent, seeking His loving arms and grace-filled change. Yes, He will let us go until we reach the end of ourselves, but what sweet mercy and kindness that is. May we each run into His arms before all else, seeking Him and His involvement in every aspect of our lives as we draw near to Him, letting Him help us guard and live out the life He gives us with His Holy Spirit for His glory and His kingdom 🙂

  13. Beautiful, just beautiful.

    And I know what you mean about Macon! We’re near Athens and years ago, one of our daughters played a tennis match in Macon. So very hot.

    Thanks for your post!


  14. Robin,

    I have been in one of those seasons. Part of the time I drifted from God a little. I also prayed for time to be with my dad and offered to be a “local” missionary in return. He not only answered that prayer, but showed me a miracle in the midst of all this! My dad had major dementia issues for a while and is now healed with a change in medication. Through it all, though, I have gotten closer to God and done more “missionary” work. This sentence fits me perfectly ‘Each of us is wonderfully made, a one-of-a-kind masterpiece created for a purpose.’ . I claim it daily reminding myself that He knows best and when timing is right I will go back to work!

    Blessings 🙂

  15. Wow I just had a conversation with a fellow coworker today that I was struggling with being where I am . Over the last few weeks I have been overwhelmed with work responsibility I’m beginning to feel as if I’m in the wrong place . The patients that I serve are those that no one else would have the patience to educate her even care about . So at times I feel like I’m where God has me planted on purpose yet I find the environment difficult to thrive you . But I look at your weed and a difficult environment and realize how she is thriving , That it makes me question why I am not thruving. Lots to pray about and meditate on . Thank you for sharing.

  16. I’m south of you a couple hours. Before moving down here to Georgia, I would never, ever have believed how tenacious the plants are here. Great post!