
We have 3 compost bins.
On Monday I emptied bin 3, spreading rich, brown, well-rotted compost around the garden – roses, fruit bushes, vegetable plot…
On Tuesday I transferred the contents of bin 2 into bin 3. It’s been standing there some time but isn’t ready yet. I’ll use it in the autumn.
Yesterday I transferred the contents of bin 1 into bin 2. Autumn leaves, winter kitchen and garden waste… covered over and left. We shall start to refill bin 1…
Recently when I’ve lifted the lid to put compost in bin 1 a little field-mouse has looked out at me… last week there were 2!
Musing… Compost lessons…
Patience… Composting doesn’t happen immediately. Often I’m impatient… wanting quick results, needing an immediate answer. Compost lesson: Good things often take time; I need to more patience…
Differing perceptions… Some think our compost bins contain rubbish. To me it brings health and growth to my potatoes and rhubarb. To the field mice it’s a source of food and shelter. Compost lesson: Don’t reject the apparently useless; look at people and situations from different perspectives; see value and worth…
Unintentional harm… I realise that yesterday I may have made a pair of field mice homeless. Compost lesson: Sometimes, despite my best intentions I cause difficulties and problems. Personal honesty, humility required…
Different minds… I apologised to the mice as they were scampering around the decreasing compost pile. I don’t think they understood. Compost lesson: Perhaps that’s a picture of the difference between God’s mind and mine… my little mouse brain trying to grasp God’s greater thoughts and understanding…
Musing… Christian-compost application…
- My God teaches me patience; he’s patient with me…
- Jesus gave value and worth to people considered worthless…
- I mustn’t beat myself up about harm I’ve caused; Jesus understands and forgives
- I could understand mouse-thoughts if I became a mouse. In Jesus, God became a man to understand…
Musing: Compost needs to be used and applied… as do compost lessons.