This afternoon, the children run outside and design a bean garden for themselves. They want a beanstalk.
I discover that we need a structure in that bean garden around which the bean plants can twine.
I love that verb, first of all. To twine means to interlock tightly, twisting up and coiling about.
Beans are twining plants, and this means they cannot support their own weight. For vertical growth, they circle around a support in order to grow. They exert continuous pressure against this support so they can rise tall and strong.
They will not survive without interlocking tightly, twisting up and coiling about a supporting structure.
I needed that truth today as I think about motherhood and this life of faith. I cannot do this on my own. I lean hard against the Lord as that internal structure around which I cling. I interlock. Every tendril of thought and action encircles one singular support.
If I’m exhausted, shriveled on the vine, and incapable of doing this alone, I remember I wasn’t meant to. I’m supposed to twine.
Journal: What does interlocking with God mean when I’m exhausted?