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What Are You Planting

When I was growing up, every year my dad would plant a garden.   

I helped (forced labor).  

I didn’t mind because I loved helping my dad.  

He would plant potatoes and green beans and corn.  

We worked all summer, then in the fall we enjoyed the fresh veggies. 

The funny thing is, we always got when we planted.   

I mean my dad never planted beans and had carrots grow.  

Most of you, right now, are saying,” duh.”  

There is a physical law that says, “You reap what you sow.”  

We all understand this law in the physical realm, 

but it’s also true in the spiritual realm.  

We reap what we plant.

If we plant seeds of love

Then love, we will harvest.

If we plant seeds of bitterness

We should not be surprised if we receive that back.

What we often forget is that whether we like it or not 

and whether we know it or not we are planting seeds.


The seeds we plant determine the harvest that we will have.  

If we want love in our lives, we must sow seeds of love, 

and if we wish to have mercy, we must start with kernels of compassion.  

For no one would plant an apple tree and expect oranges.  

So too, we can not cast out onto those around us seeds of jealousy and anger 

and expect love and joy to sprout and grow.    

Too often we plant seeds of aggravation, irritation, and negativity 

and then we wonder why we 

don't have any joy, contentment, happiness, and love?

By the way, what are you planting?








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