The Pitfalls of Perceived Potential

Remember all those awards they used to give out at the end of the school year when you were in Middle and High School?  You can picture what I’m talking about, right?  They were so fancy; a full-color inkjet border on thick, marbled paper; your name scrawled in calligraphy; a foil leaf star or medal pressed onto the corner.  If you’re my age or younger, you probably got one for every activity you participated in, and while some of them were great, others were. . . a stretch.

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Almost. . .

Have you ever been caught between a really great dream and the fear of turning it into reality?  Have you resolved yourself to a certain situation only to be disturbed by a sudden gust of hope that, maybe, you’d rather hadn’t come along?  I wrote about the first question a couple weeks ago, but today’s installment of Things I Love addresses both in (you guessed it) the form of song!  So today I’m featuring Almost by Sarah Harmer.  First, the background:

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Living Seasonally

There is a packet of nasturtium seeds in the junk drawer in my kitchen.  Early in the morning or late at night, when the house is quiet, I can hear them calling out to me.  Their voices are soft, but powerful; they speak of growth, potential, and the glories of a long, golden summer.  They want to be planted—to stretch their roots and reach for the sky.  The only problem is, it hasn’t been time yet.  As I am in the occasional habit of speaking to inanimate things I respond, telling them as much.  They just won’t listen.

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