“No seed is wasted” - Mama Harvin
My yorkie Yonce and I went on another Hunger Games adventure today! If you aren't sure what I mean by that check out my IG Highlight - Hunger Games. Don’t take that as a shameless plug for my instagram. I only have like 400 something followers and I am okay with that. Chillleee there’s peace in privacy you hear me? Okay! My intentions of redirecting you, is to ensure that the length of this post does not take away from the bread of this post. Let’s get to it.
Back to our Hunger games adventure. This morning we walked/ran one point something miles and I was jamming with my airpods the entire go. Back into the apartment we enter, and I’m following through the usual, hand sanitizer at the front door, hang up your keys, detach Yonce’s leash, and so on. Yonce does not play. She doesn't like to wait for her “good girl potty treat” for one minute after her leash comes off. She lets you know, “Hey! Don't forget my treat!” I reached into the cabinet and grabbed the treats and bent down to present Yon Yon with her goodies. Upon ascension, I observed how dark the apartment was, I walked over to the french doors that lead to the balcony and opened the blinds. To my surprise I saw that my plants were incredibly thirsty, with dry soil! “OH NO!” I thought to myself.
I immediately grabbed my watering can and filled it up with water and headed over to my tomato plant first. I began watering it and showed it some good lovin. I talked to my plants; if you know, then you know. After encouraging the tomato to grow big and strong and provide nourishment for me in my salads and meals, I noticed a beautiful green bulb staring back at me. I could not believe it. “Has my tomato plant decided fruit?!? WOW.” I thought. I’ve previously grown beautiful fruits and vegetables in a garden, as well as in pots in North Carolina. I’ve yielded some beautiful crops, but something about this growing season in Illinois had me doubting that I would see any fruit from my plants this summer before I move. I began thinking to myself, “Well this sucks. I’m not even going to get to enjoy any tomatoes! What about how hard I worked to start planting early so that I could see the crops before I leave Illinois?” “I never get to see the fruit of my labor.” Just as I began to accept the possibility of not getting to see any fruit from the seeds I had planted, I noticed right there in front of me these beautiful little tomatoes showing themselves strong.
You need to know today that no seed is wasted. You will see the fruit of your harvest.
“If the Lord said it, you can count on. He will do just what he said. Write the vision” - Patrick Love & A.L.Jinwright Mass choir
A week or so ago, I called one of my dear friends from college and completely broke down in tears expressing some things that were heavy on my heart. Well my dear friend has an incredibly dear mother who said, “No seed is wasted” Little did I know, this statement was not only something beautifully, and perfectly said in the moment, but that this statement would also be exemplified right before my eyes through my garden. I started looking at the plant a little closer and I noticed even more little green bulbs. The bulbs began to blush over the next couple of days, and are finally ready for picking.
I hope you know today that no seed is wasted. I pray that you see your harvest in God’s divine and perfect timing. Not in your timing, in God’s. I pray for your protection and peace during the planting season, through the growing and stretching of your roots, as you bloom and begin to flower, as you bare fruit and as you are pruned. Continue to grow through all of this. You will see the fruit. Have an incredible weekend love.
Kasai