Watering the Tree We Are Growing

The other day I was moved by a scripture that reminded me that raising kids is like growing a tree. And because a tree doesn't grow over night it will always take faith, patience, love and long-suffering.

Today I was looking up a song by Hilary Weeks and happened upon a post on her blog where she shared the story of a woman, who, although bent over by osteoporosis, planted two little pine trees at the near by church and then each day carried two buckets from her home, about 3 blocks away, despite those who thought it was a futile effort.

Just think of all the little things that we do each day to raise happy kids. To think that most of our efforts won't bear any fruit until they are grown. Even then, we may not even live to see the full height and stature of the people they will become in this world.

I love stories of endurance.

To read the full post (which I highly recommend) click here.