I am thankful. I am grateful for so much. Yet, I found myself feeling so depressed this week. Why? We re-seeded our lovely back yard and I’m looking forward to a beautiful green lawn. But it appears I may have overwatered it—that’s what Ray tells me, and I suspect he is right. We should begin to see signs of grass 5-7 days (according to what I read). Today is day 9 and I’m still not seeing it. Well, possibly a few blades here and there. Very little. So, I hope it will grow. If it doesn’t, we’ll just have to deal with it and do what is necessary to get on track, right?  

Meanwhile, as I look at those rare and few little blades of grass sticking up, it reminds me of our dreams. Sometimes we give birth to a dream. We define it. We plant seeds to grow it. We believe. We water it. We keep looking and we wait. Then when we don’t see results quickly, we get depressed. We feel bad and figure we did something wrong. We may even want to give up. Sometimes we do give up the dream.

I hope my new grass lawn experience will be a lesson to remind me to be patient. Some things take time, more time than we like.  And if in the end I discover I did not give my lawn the care it needs, I’ll go from there and make it right. I’m going to keep that in mind for my dreams, too. Some haven’t yet shown up. I suspect they will appear when it’s time, just like these little blades of grass will.  I’ll keep you posted on progress next week. Stay tuned.