Words for Wednesday- Which carrot are you?

Words for Wednesday- Which carrot are you?

*I originally wrote this post back in 2017- but its’ message is current and I wanted to share it here*

Which carrot are you?

Last summer we planted some carrots in our garden. We spaced them out evenly and made sure they each had the same amount of soil and water. We cared for them by watering and pulling up any weeds that may have popped up to steal the nutrients away from our crop. It was a long couple of months being patient and waiting for the right time to pull up our harvest.

We got impatient a time or two and pulled one or two up here and there, but they were never the size we wanted or expected. So we waited more…

Until yesterday when it seemed fit to finally pull up our remaining crop for a dinner I was preparing. To my amazement, they were all different in size! None was like the other. You’d pull up one and it would be a really nice straight one and then you’d pull up the one right next to it and it would only be a couple of inches long.

The tops of the carrots all matched in height, their greenery was long and luscious, a deceiving outward appearance and not at all a real testament to what lies beneath.
It was a suspenseful moment in time pulling up all the carrots. A rewarding time, a “pulling of straws” if you will.
As I washed and sized up the harvest I laid them side by side. The biggest carrot next to the smallest. I wondered how two carrots could be completely opposite, yet had grown in the same elements; given the same amount of water, sun and attention. Two carrots who looked identical on the outside, were so different on the inside.

I began to get deep. I do that sometimes.

I thought about the adversities that one carrot can come into contact with. Carrots need a deep space to grow big and long, a hard accomplishment for a carrot when grown in soil above a land mass made of hard lava rock. Clearly they all had faced the harsh reality of the solid lava rocks below. A small carrot root is no match against it. So why, again I pondered, was one so much bigger and stronger than its counter?

I can’t speak for the carrots, but I can take a guess. Ready?

The longest and biggest carrot we pulled up was pulled up from between the lava rock cracks. It had found a way, underneath the soil and lava rock, to grow to its full potential.

Life is like this. People are like this.

On the outside you may all look the same, but on the inside, deep down beneath the surface is where your strength lies. We are all faced with challenges, lava rocks per say. Some of us choose to quit growing because we think that there is no more room. We see the obstacle and find it immovable, so we stay. We slow down our growth and stay where we think is our limit. We feel safe there because, hey, this just might be the end of the road. So we give up growing without even trying.

While some of us don’t give up. We see our lava rock and we laugh at it. We search for a hole, for a sliver, for a crack of light… because sometimes that’s all we need to grow to our next level, and we aim our roots and we push through it. We push through our battles, we push through our hard places, we push because we know if we can just find one open space, we can flourish.

So, I ask again…
Which carrot are you?

Life is short, make it sweet!

❤ AM

Words for Wednesday – Make you think

Words for Wednesday – Make you think

I recently had my aunt share something that really hit me and I wanted to share it here. I’m not sure who the original author is.

“Six Little Stories With Lots Of Meanings”

Once all the villagers decided to pray for rain. On the day of prayer, all the people gathered, but only one boy came with an umbrella. That’s Faith.

When you throw babies in the air, they laugh because they know you will catch them. That is Trust.

Every night we go to bed without any assurance of being alive the next morning, but still we set the alarms to wake up. That is Hope.

We plan big things for tomorrow in spite of zero knowledge of the future. That is Confidence.

We see the world suffering, but still, we get married and have children. That is Love.

On an old man’s shirt was written the sentence ‘I am not 80 years old; I am sweet 16 with 64 years of experience.’ That is Attitude.

Have a happy day and live your life like these six stories. Remember- good friends are the rare jewels of life, difficult to find and impossible to replace!!

These are all really good things to make you think. The first one hit home the most for me. Because ‘Faith without works (action) is dead’. You have to have faith to the point where you absolutely are for certain that you’ll NEED that umbrella. Not “oh, well *if* it does rain, I’ll sure be happy I had my umbrella”. No. That isn’t faith. Faith is believing something so true that you are prepared for it’s certitude.

Faith without action is dead.

I am a firm believer in having Faith. Sometimes Faith can come so easily- and in other times- it can be the toughest thing you’ll choose to do. Because Faith by itself is a nice thing to think about, it’s a warm chocolate chip cookie and a glass of milk snuggled in a warm blank by a fire. It’s comforting… the word “Faith”. But one does not know the impact of Faith until you physically do something in a manner of expecting a precise goal. A leap of faith, perhaps. BECAUSE FAITH WITHOUT ACTION is just a fuzzy feeling, a pretty cliche written on a canvas above your couch. But Faith with action can be ugly. It can make you question every choice and before you know it- your actions are being controlled by your mind and not your soul.

Every day I have to fight to silence my mind. My mind thinks it’s in charge of my actions and it tries to shove all of its disorder onto my choices. I am in this continual battle of mind and soul. My mind is always telling me to be impulsive; to worry; to try to take the easy way. But my soul is always trying to appease me. To trust. To lean on faith. To quiet the mind is, in a nutshell, a shitshow. It’s an habitual encounter. And rightfully so. Faith isn’t just something you have to have every now and then. It’s a constant. A fight that seems endless can often make you tired and want to throw your hands in the air and say “fuck it”! Yes, it can often come to that. But that’s when you prove what you are made of- that you still have control over your mind.

Just some thoughts for today!

Have Faith my friends!

Life is short, make it sweet!

❤ AM