I am behind a day on this post but I was quite exhausted last night at the end of a very busy week of a conference held here. On the last day of the workshops, an esteemed colleague of mine gave a session on leaving a legacy. We all have colleagues and mentors who have meant the world to us. She showed us hers and explained why each one was a gem.
In yesterday’s readings, the imagery was about planting and caring for seeds. The rain and the snow water the earth (something we have had plenty of this past year) and then the seeds grow. Psalm 65 paints the images of the earth growing, blessed by its seed and overflowing with richness. Romans 8 reminds us that creation waits with eager longing for the first fruits of the Spirit. The Gospel illustrates the sower and the harvest.
What we plant in life will be reaped. Where we plant kindness, we will reap joy. Where we scatter discord we will not have peace. This past week I have been reflective on all that I have planted throughout my career and what I have gained from those who have gone ahead of me. It really is an ongoing process. Sometimes we plant, sometimes we water, and sometimes we are blessed enough to gather. We do not always see the fruits of our labour but if we are attentive in the preceding steps we can be assured that the seeds will flourish and be a blessing to those who come afterwards.