Of Seeds and Tomorrows

Dan started planting our garden this week.  Well, what he actually did was plant seeds in little containers and carefully arrange them on shelves in his new portable green house. He will transplant them into the garden when they are big enough to mature on their own.  There are  pansies and nasturtiums and johnny-jump-ups  for the flower beds, and snap peas, a variety of lettuces, and green beans for the vegetable beds.

I’m impatient for summer. I’m hungry for the blueberries, raspberries, and marion berries warm off the vines, for tomatoes that ripen faster than we can eat them.  I’m eager for…

Wait a minute.  Why am I wishing my life away? Can anything be as glorious as the burst of pink and white blossoms on the trees? Or as hopeful as the camellia’s bursting with color?

Clouds or sun, rain or shine, bad news or good, I don’t want to waste a single day. I have way too much living to do.

Today.  And tomorrow.  And for many, many tomorrows to come.


 “All the flowers of all the tomorrows

are in the seeds of  today.”

~Indian Proverb~

About kaystrom

Kay Marshall Strom, who am I? Well, I’m a traveler, a railer against social injustice, a passionate citizen of the world. I’m a follower of Jesus Christ. I’m a 21st century abolitionist who speaks out against slavery of all kinds. I am a beach walker and a gardener and the off-key singer of songs. I’m a wife, a mother, a sister, a daughter, a friend. Most people, though, know me as a writer and a speaker. So here is a bit more about that part of my life: Of my 43 published books, seventeen have been translated into foreign languages, and two have been optioned for movies. My writing credits include magazine articles, books for children, short stories, television scripts and two prize-winning screenplays. I love to write, and speak, about topics close to my heart. I speak at seminars, retreats, writer’s conferences, and special events throughout the country. And because I enjoy travel, I even speak on cruise ships. Because I don’t see how a writer can really reflect another people and land without spending time there, I’ve been trekking through India, China, Indonesia, Cambodia, Nepal, Sudan, Senegal, Morocco, Tunisia, and Egypt, Japan and South Korea, tape recorder and camera in hand, to gather stories from the world-wide family of God. Thanks to my “virtual friendship” with John Newton, 17th century slave ship captain turned preacher, I traveled through Ireland. In West Africa I toured an old slave fortress off the coast and saw a tiny set of baby manacles bolted to the wall. I was struck dumb. From that horror came a story question, and from that question, my foray into fiction: The Grace in Africa trilogy. Come join me as I travel and rail against injustice. Maybe you will choose to be a 21st century abolitionist too.
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7 Responses to Of Seeds and Tomorrows

  1. Very good reminder. I am always in a hurry for what’s next?

  2. Jean Stewart says:

    May it be so, dear friend. Nothing like spring for inspiration. That and Mt. Hermon. And it’s almost time… Love you.

  3. B.J. Taylor says:

    That old saying, cliche I know….
    Stop and smell the roses.
    Good one to live by!
    Hugs to you & your planter man. ;o)

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