I’m constantly weeding the garden of my mind. Here is a weed that says I must compete with others for God’s affections. Here is a weed that says I should flee from God in shame, not run to Him for help when I sin. All of these weeds are choking out the truth in my life, and I must rip them out by the roots, and pay careful attention, as more weeds pop up in their place.

Unka Glen (unkaglen.tumblr.com)