Sticks, Gold & Life

There’s something I’m learning about people.

They’re sort of like sticks.

Allow me to explain.

The climate and surroundings of a person have the potential to utterly destroy them, to the point of sapping the very life from their being, or to cause them to flourish beyond their wildest dreams.

Imagine a stick.

Snapped off from its only source of nourishment, it has lost its only purpose in life: to be a conduit for more life.

Unless someone identifies a glimmer of potential in it, it will lay on the compost pile, awaiting slow disintegration.

Enter the gold digger {someone determined to search for the gold in something/someone rather than highlight the obvious dirt…as expanded on here).

My husband rescued said stick from certain doom this spring, when he discovered we were short of stakes to mark the vegetable rows.

Into the dirt went the little stick.  Surely dead, but still able to be used for something relatively important.

{Goal accomplished}

But then…

the climate was right…

the surroundings were right…

and the nutrients needed for survival were present.

Slowly that hopeless little stick started to become a tree, surging once again with life.

Just look at that baby {it was completely bare when it went in}!

People are just like this stick.

If we are only willing to take on the ‘job’, we get to be the soil, the nurturing, life-giving plot in which someone is ‘planted’.

We have the potential to spur on tremendous growth and inspire greatness in the lives around us.  All the while, maturing and developing ourselves.

Isn’t that something?

What a thrill to know we have the ability, the power if you will, to so profoundly impact the people who, by no coincidence at all, are in every circle of influence we come in contact with.

I want to speak lifesow life…invest life into my husband, my children, my sisters, my friends, the overwhelmed single-mom down the road, the frazzled, down-trodden sales clerk at Meijer.

And I can.

I just have to be willing to look outside of my comfortable little world of “self” and look for opportunities to search out the gold in others, looking for ways to encourage them, lift their chin, speak life over them, and love them.

It’s a deliciously “dirty” job…but we’ve been called to it and equipped for it.

So, how about it…

Wanna be soil?

by Joy McMillan, Simply Bloom

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Dionna
    Oct 27, 2010 @ 16:15:28

    Great analogy, Joy!

    Reply

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