‘What we are is God’s gift to us.  What we become is our gift to God’

– Eleanor Powell

Behind my house is a whole bunch of apartments.  ‘Nothing wrong with them’ apartments.  The grounds are kept well maintained and they are reasonably quiet and they are not an eyesore or anything.  Just a whole bunch of apartments.  Each of the ground floor apartments has a little area of garden.  Some of these gardens have stayed uniform with the rest of the apartments……wood chips and shrubs.  Some of the gardens have barbeques stored in them.  Some of them have toys there.  Some of these gardens look better than others for sure, but I’ll have you know I’m no snob.  They are just apartments.

One garden that I walk past has been utilized though and has a whole bunch of produce growing there and flowers in bloom. The tenant of that apartment has sourced some bricks and rocks from somewhere and built tiny little walls to separate the little growing areas.  The tenant has put some time and effort into her little area.  And it is little.  But it looks good.  What she had available to her was the same as all the other tenants.  She started with a blank slate.  She has used it and created something better.  Something that bears fruit, quite literally.

She has made something more.

I want to be like that in all areas of my life.  I want to make more.   With what God has given me to work with – I want to grow it and become a gift worthy for a King.  Yeah?   In the midst of mothering  – of feeding and cleaning, of driving and initiating friendships…..I want to make more.