Maize, Glenbrook Beach NZ
A young crop of maize in rows on a friend’s land today.
Such a sense of order and design is very appealing to the neat freak in me!
We have got to set definite plans for new ventures and things that will grow us, I know.
But sometimes, despite those plans, growth is haphazard or sprawling. At other times nothing appears to be happening at all. Or worse, the new seedlings wilt and die.
To grow is to accept that there will be pain, frustration and unpredictability. There is a need to be patient when there is no immediate yield. I need to remind myself of this almost daily – at times I am a lousy sharecropper in my own life growth.
To leave your field bare is not an option though.
“Don’t go through life, grow through life” – Eric Butterworth
Ebb Then Flood 