I’m fortunate enough to have grown up with a very small vegetable garden that my parents maintained. We often ate vegetables for dinner from the garden, picked flowers, grew corn, potatoes, zucchini. We also had our “volunteer plants,” meaning seeds that happened to pop up, nurture themselves, and volunteer their wonderful offerings to us. Sometimes it might be a type of berry, a different tomato plant, or a flower.
Let\’s encourage all the \”volunteers\” in our lives. Whether they be unexpected gifts, new people, or effortless events that pop up into our lives to help, inspire, or encourage us. Not everything has to be done through an act of will. Sometimes goodness shows up on its own… and we should embrace and be grateful for its welcome entrance into our lives…