I just came
back from a wonderful weekend conference, EMACW (East Metro Atlanta Christian
Writers) Conference. I had the privilege of being on staff with a great group of
faculty, several of whom I already knew and several who have become new
friends. One of those I enjoyed getting to know was Sally (Sarah) Hamer, novelist and
writing coach.
Sally gave
the opening keynote, and I found myself comforted and challenged as I listened
to her speak. One of the illustrations she used was about a series of attempts
to grow tomatoes. As I listened to her recount her struggles and failed
attempts, I was drawn back to one summer when I decided to try my hand at
gardening.
Our boys
were young, and we had decided—for some unremembered reason—planting a vegetable
garden would be a great idea. Although looking back, I can’t imagine when
either my husband or I would have had the time or energy, after keeping up with
three active young boys, to really take care of it. Oh the optimism of young
parents.
One
of the vegetables I was most looking forward to eating fresh out of the garden
was carrots.
So we used a tiller, plowed up a small bit of ground, and planted
a variety of seeds. When it came time to plant the carrots, I was amazed at how
tiny the dark seeds were in the palm of my hand. I remembered the man at the garden center warning us
to plant the seeds sparingly, but the seeds were so small, and I really wanted
a large crop of carrots, so I sprinkled them thickly on the ground. After all,
I figured, if a few were good, more would be better.
Those of
you who are expert gardeners are probably beginning to grin, because you
already know what happened. I think every single one of those tiny seeds took
root and sprouted. As they grew, in a few short weeks they became a tangled mess, fighting for nutrients
and space. Then, after lifting a couple of inches of green
toward the sun, every single one of those carrots withered and died. I was left with only the bitter taste of
disappointment and discouragement.
As this
memory resurfaced, I found myself asking God why it had come to mind. Sally’s
keynote was on creativity, and I heard God warning me, once again, that my life
was becoming crowded by saying yes to too many things. He was warning me to
plant fewer seeds and take time to nurture them. Otherwise I’d find myself with
an empty garden, with nothing but withered endeavors from pouring too many good things into my life.
That hit home, Edie!
ReplyDeleteOuch. Those were my toes you were stepping on. Great post.
ReplyDeleteMy toes, too! Loved the conference and thanks, Edie, for autographing 'FIGHTING FEAR'. Ethel
DeleteHi Edie - I was in the audience this weekend at the EMACW conference and I filled a page with notes from your presentation and so I decided that when I got home, I was definitely going to follow your blog on The Write Conversation, and I'm glad I did! Thanks for your wisdom.
ReplyDeleteGreat analogy, Edie.
ReplyDeleteHi Edie---I agree with the ouch...
ReplyDeleteI love this phrase, "He was warning me to plant fewer seeds and take time to nurture them." Lately, it seems as if I am hearing this message alot and sharing it with others much!
Your words have given me one more way to help encourage others (and myself) in the quest for God's best!
Hi Edie, I attended the EMACW conference this weekend. You are a goldmine of information. I feel like it will take a year to absorb it. Thanks for your expertise and for taking the time to speak with us individually. I appreciate the advice you gave.
ReplyDeleteEdie, I'm excited and honored that my speech stirred both memories and such a powerful analogy. I also find my life too crowded by the seeds I've planted and need to realize I can only nurture a select few. Choosing those few is by far the hardest part.
ReplyDeleteThanks for taking my thoughts one step farther! I hope to meet you again soon!
Sally Hamer
Such a wonderful post, Edie. I made family a priority this past year, which wasn't exactly what I had in mind. I mean, they're always a priority ... I just didn't know they'd also need a lot of time and energy. However, writing only part-time gave me a chance to reevaluate life and my career.
ReplyDeleteI'm taking your words (and your carrot story) as sweet confirmation that I made the right decision. Thank you.
oooohh--good one Edie! One day at a time, His Will, not mine. Thanks for the reminder!
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