“Whoever brings blessing will be enriched,
and one who waters will himself be watered.”
When I had to stop work due to a brain injury, I planted a flower garden. It wasn’t my idea, actually. God nudged me out into the yard, insisting that I become a gardener. Every morning I tugged on my overalls and hobbled outside to see what needed tending to. Taking care of the flowers gave me a purpose. It took me out of my pain and suffering. Service does that, you know. It changes our focus and fills our heart with gladness.
The years I was healing were drought years here in California. It wasn’t always easy to keep plants alive. I had to watch carefully for signs of flagging and water before it was too late. What if we all decided to go through life as a gardener and look for ailing people to pour out God’s living waters onto? What if we could water others without judgment? I never questioned if any of my plants “deserved” to be watered. They were withering and needed water, period. Think of the good we could do in the world if we approached everyone as if they were a precious flower in God’s garden.
We would need to tend the garden. We’d need to weed out our hate and fear. We’d need to fertilize with love, kindness, compassion, and patience. We’d need to water everyone. We’d need to see and appreciate every person as a beautiful blossom of God. God will tend to us if we tend to others.