Seeds, Seeds, Seeds..

I was finding myself doing the same thing over and over again. I am not one for repetitive action as it bores me, but this was different. I kept seeing a great return from the same action over and over again. This repetitive seed wouldn’t stop producing as long as I took the proper care of it. But the moment I took an eye off of it was the moment situations would go from great to ummmmm I wasn’t expecting this outcome…

Many outcomes that could have been avoided but for some reason or another I would find myself tired of this repetitive action. I needed action and I wanted change from this boring lifestyle of showing kindness and love every single day. Putting on a smile when deep down I was hurting, I was in pain. Deep down I just wanted to sit down and relax and maybe have the tv watch me for once as I watch the back of my eyelids. I knew that every time I fell into this trap things would start to get weird. Things would start to happen out of the blue and while it seems great and amazing at first it shows its true colors just at the wrong time…Sorry I mean the right time, just in time to save me.

I had moments of getting burnt out on this repetitive action of planting seeds of love in the many relationships I have personally and professionally. Working in Business Development and being a part of Marketing and Sales, one tends to have many conversations throughout the day. Somedays it is hard to still bring that same energy home to my family and friends and try to give them the same energy, the same high level of love they deserve. There were those days where I was just tired and didn’t have any more seeds to plant. Even though I knew my daughter just wanted a hug I would still find myself lacking the resources to plant the right seed. But in those moments it was ok because she knew daddy was tired…the results of a lack of resources would come to show later in the most perfect of moments.

During those moments where I would neglect planting seeds, I would always reap the exact harvest I planted. During those moments when my daughter just wanted a hug, but I lacked the resources to show love back the right way. I couldn’t blame her for shutting me out weeks later as she is growing from Daddy’s little girl to a beautiful young woman. As she starts to have more questions, but she bottles them up until I decide to re-plant the right seeds of love. The right seed needed so she can open back up to me as we re-build our bond.

Even though I do like to have change there are some things that have to remain constant in my life and planting the right seeds of love is amongst the top. When I refer to planting seeds of love I am not talking about walking around and giving out hugs to everyone. The love I am referring to is this love that puts the We before the me. Puts my daughter needing a hug first before daddy needs a minute to catch his breath. It’s a form of love where you reinvest your harvest consistently. As you pour out love to others they pour it right back out to you, and the cycle goes on and on. It wasn’t that I was bored in reinvesting my harvest of love. It was more like I was lacking discipline in consistently reinvesting my harvest of love. I always had good intentions, never always with the right heart.

I had to fall in love with discipline, fall in love with consistency so that I am able to reinvest my harvest of love consistently. I couldn’t expect the right return for my life if I never went out and put forth the right action. I had to fall back in love with planting the right seeds on a consistent basis. Because I also wanted to fall back in love with consistency for I know that my heart consistently needs Him, my source my God.