Once upon a time there was a Master Gardener. People would
come from all around to admire his gardens and get tips on how to cultivate
their own flower beds and vegetable patches. He was quick to tell them that
gardening wasn’t for the haphazard or faint of heart, but that it would take knowledge
and patience and determination. There would have to be a commitment of time and
a great deal of work in order to grow prize winning roses or hardy mums.
Vegetables that others would envy, would require dedication.
The Gardener loved to take them to his shed and show the
visitors the tools that were needed to get the soil ready for planting, the
fertilizer that would bring the most beautiful foliage and the best compounds
to ward off pest that would threaten healthy growth. He would explain the
investment of time that must occur in order for any of these tools to be
beneficial. Simply having a lovely shed full of spades and pruning shears,
plant food and pestisides would not create success. There must be a commitment
to using these tools faithfully and properly.
Then the Gardener would take them to into the Garden and
allow them to feast their eyes on the fruits of his labors. They would admire
the rich, dark soil, the straight rows and the healthy foliage of the plants.
The array of colors was so brilliant that it stirred the souls of those who
observed in silent awe.
Often the Gardener would listen to the conversations as the
visitors walked around his yard. Some would share a determined spirit to learn
all they could in order to enjoy this beauty at home. Others would begin making
a list of all the supplies they would need and the websites they would visit
and the books they would read to develop their skills. Some would argue that it
couldn’t be done in their soil, while their partner would try to convince them
that they could make the soul rich with proper care. But, by far, the comment
he enjoyed the most was when they would consider the amount of time it would
take to create such a magnificent masterpiece.
The Master Gardner, with a nod of his head, would always
respond with affirmation. “Yes, time is the most critical investment in growing
things. Growing tomatoes, dahlias, pumpkins and roses requires knowledge and
tools, but most of all, success comes when you take the time to cultivate, to
nurture, to plant good seeds, to pull the weeds that threaten their life.
Tossing seeds in the ground and expecting a good harvest is like sending your
child to school and expecting them to come home as responsible adults at the
end of the day. Unless you are willing to spend the time learning, nurturing,
and paying careful attention; unless you cultivate an environment that is conducive
to growth; unless you take the time to find the weeds and remove them,
you will be dismayed with the outcome.” And with a sparkle in his eye and a
wave of his hand he would bid them good day with a final word of advice. “Take
the time to do what matters most. Growing a lovely garden is good, but growing
lovely children is critical to our species.”
The old Gardner speaks truth. Parenting is a 24/7 job. It
isn’t convenient. It can be messy and it takes time. Lots and lots of time. But
nothing you can do with your time is more precious.
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