Wasn't it wonderful to have some sun on the weekend. I stepped out into the garden and breathed in deeply of the heady spring fragrances .. then oooops I realised there was one I'm not supposed to smell ... the strong distinctive perfume of privet in full flower.
I guiltily found my way down to look at what was outside the fence at the back of the property ... we have two street frontages but never enter or leave by the back which is masked from the street by a tall fence and there is quite a steep bank down to the street. I found a jungle down there.
My hustband said, "The council owns that land, not us." Not guilty according to him.
Numbers 14:18 (New International Version)
'The LORD is slow to anger, abounding in love and forgiving sin and rebellion. Yet he does not leave the guilty unpunished.'