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Sow Some Seeds (Part 4)

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Why am I writing this series?

In the spirit of giving, I wanted to give something beautiful to you. It may not be all my own words, but it is my heart.

Here are today’s seeds:

I will live this day as if it were Christmas. I will be a giver of gifts and deliver to my enemies the gift of forgiveness, my opponents, tolerance, my friends, a smile, my children, a good example, and every gift will be wrapped with unconditional love.

I will waste not even a precious second today in anger or hate or jealousy or selfishness. I know that the seeds I sow will harvest, because every action, good or bad, is always followed by and equal reaction. I will plant only good seeds today.

Words are like seeds. Every word we speak out-loud is similar to sowing seeds, and our lives are an open field. My daughter and I don’t say the word, ‘Hate’, out-loud. We may dislike what is happening, or the words of others, but let it go! Whatever is in our hearts will grow, so have no hate.

I will treat today as a priceless violin. One may draw harmony from it an another, discord, yet no one will blame the instrument. Life is the same, and if I play it correctly, it will give forth beauty, but if I play it ignorantly, it will produce ugliness.

I will condition myself to look on every problem I encounter today as no more than a pebble in my shoe. I remember the pain, so harsh I could hardly walk, and recall my surprise when I removed my shoe and found only a grain of sand.

Do you have a favorite pair of shoes?

You know, the ‘go to’ pair, that your foot slips easily into, and you could wear them all day. My favorite pair became so uncomfortable I asked my daughter for a new pair for Christmas!

I couldn’t believe how painful it became after being so comfortable! It felt like something stabbing into my foot every time I took a step. I reached my hand in several times, and felt nothing sharp, but as my foot pressed down, I felt pain.

My daughter mentioned that she had lost an earring. Flipping the shoe over, and looking at the sole, there was her earring. Pulled it out, handed her the stud, and my shoe felt good again. Such a small thing can cause great pain, but once aware, it can be removed. Every problem is a pebble.

Taken from The Seeds of Success, by Og Mandino.

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Keep Planting Seeds

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I have been pondering ‘discouragement’. There are a lot of people out there who are becoming discouraged in life. Mainly, I am seeing writer’s allow it to imprison their gift.

Writing is a gift. For me, it’s a way God can work through me to say something to you. I don’t spend hours developing a Blog, and I don’t do any research, unless it’s to look up a word for the correct usage. It’s just a matter of sitting down in front of this screen, and letting the words flow from my heart, through my fingers, onto this keyboard.

It’s Springtime, and this always makes me want to plant a garden. This house came with a fenced in area for that purpose. I gaze out my kitchen window, and imagine seeing raised beds full of veggies. My father was a gardener, and I’ve had gardens in the past.

Today, I have no desire to tend to it. It a lot of work, and combine that with the Texas heat, and it’s a big, ‘no thank you.’ I’d rather plant seeds of encouragement. As writer’s, we plant a seed every time we click the ‘Publish’ button. The seeds are our words.

Who will harvest our crop? That, we don’t know, but I will keep planting until God tells me different. Just by writing when we feel the urge, and casting it out on the Internet, God has the opportunity to use it. Use the gift God gave you. Keep planting seeds.

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