School Days & A Dream
I secretly want to be a farmer one day... really. It seems these two worlds of raising families and crops parallel... well, I haven't actually done the crops *yet*. Very humbling it is to be a mother and perhaps more so to be a teacher.... but then again is there really a difference? Farming (I imagine), mothering, teaching... sounds roughly along the same vein.... all needing tending with love, wrapped in service. One cannot compare plant life with human life, but I cannot help noticing the Creator of them both miraculously grow them... while one serves the other, it in turn gets served.
For now, I most evidently realize this miracle...
My children grow toward their Source, the Son, just like plants... all while His servant waters them both.
It scares me, but excites me more.
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