Every time I work in my yard, I feel as if I’m living out metaphors. Weeding? Obviously a metaphor for rooting out sin. Pruning? A metaphor for suffering, through which God often purges… our sin. Mowing? Well, you have to keep the grass cut and watered because otherwise you leave it vulnerable to weeds, which of course symbolize… sin. So is everything in the yard really a metaphor for sin, or am I just an obsessed Calvinist who lacks imagination?