“Greg. Don’t look for greener grass!” I’ve been told time and time again. “Because it’s always greener just over the septic bed.” This was said as a warning, a wake up call, so to speak, and I understood it’s intent. For years these words have echoed in the corridors of my mind.
Today though I have a different conviction and view that was catalyzed by the words of a pastor recently that solidified within my mind an experience I had this past summer.
Spring and Summer 2014 will stand out as a very formative season within my heart, mind, and spirit. One reason is what I share today.
Early this past spring we had a load of soil dumped on our property with the dream of planting and growing a healthy lawn for our family to enjoy. I spread it with care. Wheelbarrow load, after wheelbarrow load. I painstakingly levelled, seeded, and fertilized in hopes of gaining a play area for our family. The basic principles of watering, warmth of the sunshine, and the natural growth to occur provided a warm sense of hope within me as I imagined it’s fulfillment.
Evening after evening I’d take hose in hand, sprayer set to mist, and carefully water the seeded area. I took great care and concern for the growth of this new lawn. Secretly, this was my time, time to reflect, time to pray, and time to dream. I relished these moments alone, seed, water, and me.
In anticipation I’d kneel down and inspect the soil closely. Could I see evidence of a single sprout breaking forth from the ground? One by one they appeared and I still remember the evening I misted the ground, and caught the sight of a green hue cascading across the brown soil backdrop. Satisfaction, accomplishment, and hope filled my heart. I didn’t stop watering there though. No I continued not wanting the tender grass to wilt under the heat of the summer sun.
One evening I noticed an interesting yet stunning contrast. Where I consistently provided water and care was growing thicker and greener. Day by day the grass was becoming lush, vibrant, and healthy. Yet, the other portion of our lawn that once looked green and healthy somehow paled in comparison. It looked anemic next to the lush green new growth. It was not as vibrant, rich with color, or soft to the touch. Why? It’s interesting how obvious the answer really is. I wasn’t providing the same water and nourishment to it. Simply put, it was neglected.
It stimulated an interesting thought for me. Life is much like this practical watering illustration that was fleshed out before me. What we water grows, what we neglect withers, which often tempts us to look elsewhere at what we perceive to be ‘greener grass.’
The pastors statement this past weekend was simply this, “The grass is always greener where we water it.” A very simple statement that reflects a simple yet profound truth. What we provide nourishment to, grows.
I look at my own life there are so many areas to consider. What do I see when I look at my relationship with God; my family, Lynn & the children; my business; faith community; and neighborhood?
Are these areas green and growing? Is there evidence of watering, nourishment, and growth? If not, what have I been watering? It will be easy to spot because it will be the grass that appears greener.
As I continue to consider my life could I ask you to do the same? Ask, what can I begin watering that will create a legacy of relational health for others to follow?
Blessings today and may your grass grow greener.
Your friend and Pro-Active Parent Coach
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