I don't want to mislead you. If you are reading this hoping I will provide you with an answer, wisdom, or insight into life, I will most likely disappoint. I don't have any unique suggestions. I don't possess any world secrets, and everything I learned in kindergarten feels outdated.
No, dear reader, I am no one special. My answers come from life experiences, wisdom from failures, and insight from others who tried before me. My life is peppered with a few silver linings, a handful of I was there, and a continuous stream of I am still figuring it out.
I am a nobody who wants to offer the act of listening and receive the gift of a story filled with adventures, failures, and dreams, for both nourish life, like water. Consequently, water is time in this metaphor, the only thing I surrender when I offer someone my attention. Water is essential; without it, I will die. And the act of adding water takes time.
I love flowers, but to enjoy their beauty, I must take the time to water them.
I love the rain because it brings forth new life, but I know I must wait for it to rain.
I love myself, but to self-care, I must hydrate, which takes time.
I don't care to look back at a dusty field of attempts and ponder the what-ifs. Instead, I desire to nourish the relationships, plans, and dreams ahead of me. I will dig deep to nourish the dry roots covered up in my dusty field to help weather the storms ahead so I can reap the blessings. (Jeremiah 17:7-8, Mark 4:14, Luke 8:11, Deuteronomy 28:12)
Water Me! I want to commit to words that nourish others. I want to clean the dirt from my past and nourish the soil in the future.
Water Me! I desire the ingredients to transform my roots, for without them, my roots are dry.
Water Me, and tend my weaknesses as a farmer tends to his crops.
I imagine you encouraging me as I encourage you. Each of us with water to nourish souls and weather storms together. Even if it is the most challenging thing we have ever done, it will undoubtedly be the most rewarding.