I am in the season of preparation and I am planting seeds with the faith that something will grow from them, that I will have a harvest.
But, planting seeds is not just walking through a glorious field, sun shining, blue skies, and lofting handfuls of seeds in the air hoping they will scatter and find a home. Ask a farmer. It is one of the hardest things farmers do because there are weeks of preparation before one seed is even planted.
So I am in the season of preparation. I am tending to the fields that landscape my life. I am working hard under the threat of time ticking as I know I do not have forever.
It is one of the hardest things I have ever done.
You see, tending to a field is not glamorous. It is not fun. It is arduous, back-breaking, sleep-depriving, anxiety-filled work. And it is work that has no guarantees.
So, I am struggling to connect the dots between the the fields of my life and the harvest I hope to reap as I do the work that in many moments are more of a grind than glory. Often there seems to be an incredible distance between what I am doing and where I hope to end up.
I wonder if the farmer looks at those tiny seeds and feels the same way?
How do you have the faith, the strength, the perseverance to get through your season of preparation, especially if it is a long one?
First, recognize it as such.
Then embrace it.
Do you think farmers after their weeks of hard work expect anything else than an empty field scraped into raised rows of expectancy? Of course not. Even though it looks like nothing, it is everything for a farmer for those rows hold the only hope of a harvest, a harvest that is never guaranteed, and, if it survives nature, is months away. They accept that every season. They never confuse the time of preparing the fields and harvest time. Nor do they believe one is more important than the other. How can it be?
So, embrace this season of preparation as the time to get everything you need done and to plant good seeds that have the potential for the harvest you want. Amazingly, that is all that is asked of us. Relish in the work. Do what you need to do. Take your time and build a solid foundation. Raise the chances of success by taking care of the small, unappreciated, unnoticed things. Nurture your space. Savor these rituals of preparation rather than wallow in impatience. That is where you can find joy in the journey.
This time is not for the faint of heart.
But, it is the genesis of greatness.
I am in the season of preparation and I am trying to connect the dots of my labor with a future harvest, hoping that one day this muddy, rugged landscape will become the field of flowers I dream about.
And, I am embracing every single step.
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Wishing you a week filled with light and love, Darlene