Luke gave me a really sweet gift for Mother's Day a few months back. It was a little flower in a tiny pot, that has grown to be a much larger plant in a bigger pot now. It grew on it's own for a while, outside. Got enough water from the rain. Then, we had to start watering it ourselves, and there was a period where we forgot to water it for a bit, and it didn't look like it was going to make it. It made Luke sad, of course, since he gave it to me. Luckily, after we flooded it slightly, it came back. Can't be the mom who killed the Mother's Day flower. Such a simple thing. Give it a little water. Every day. Takes less than a minute. And yet, it's also easy to skip, which we got lazy and did, and then there goes the plant.
How many times does this happen in life? With your marriage, your kids, your health, your work....it kind of applies everywhere. Sometimes we get lucky, and rain comes. But sometimes, there is a drought, and we have to dig deeper to find the water. The good news is, it's never too late to start watering again. And you can start yourself - you don't have to wait on your spouse to deserve a hug or your kids to behave before you are more patient with them. Just do something today to spread light and life. Does a body good. Like water. Stay hopeful, friends.
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