We have a Creeping Charlie problem in our yard. There is a kind of beauty to Creeping Charlie. But if you ask me, it is an invasive enemy of all living things. Every environmentally friendly attempt to kill it has failed. Last year I resorted to weed killer and I still can't stop its deadly advance as it ravages the grass and plants around it. When God told the first humans to subdue the earth I am certain he had Creeping Charlie in mind (or maybe that weed was born after the curse, where God says through painful toil the ground would produce thorns and thistles).
"Still others, like seed sown among thorns, hear the word; but the worries of this life, the deceitfulness of wealth and the desires for other things come in and choke the word, making it unfruitful." Mark 4:18
Someone in our small group offered this verse last night as a meditation. It follows on well from Paul Bell's sermon this Sunday in church. Paul taught on the difference between a wish and a hope. A wish, according the the dictionary, is desiring something that is unattainable, while a hope is expecting something that has not yet come. In the verse above, "desire for other things" could be construed as a wish. Most wishing for stuff is fruitless. I guess you could wish for world peace, but it is probably more fruitful to hope (or expect) that I would pick up trash as I walk.
It seems that my mind tends to fixate on worries, wishes and wealth - craving those things that produce no fruit ... not true spiritual fruit anyway. I worry what people think of me. This is a weed to my soul. I wish for things, like winning those free windows from a mail-in offer. This, too, is a soul-weed. And it seems the more I earn, the more I spend, the weedier my soul becomes. It's been good to reflect today on how my soul is being choked by obsession with worries, wishes and wealth. Lord have mercy.