I wasn't planning on writing today. Just felt like cruising casually on the internet boulevard not stopping for anything... just enjoying the view, so to speak. Until I stumbled on this, to quote...........
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Your mind is a garden,
Your thoughts are the seeds.
You can grow flowers
Or you can grow weeds.
--- Rito Chatourey
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Just couldn't let that one pass me by. Besides my thoughts were quicker than my reflexes and sooner than soon found myself pounding on the keys. Habits die hard, it seems.
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The mind is a garden -- I agree. What you think into it defines the quality of your thoughts ...and words ...and deeds. I remember mom say.... 'You think trash, you speak trash; you think good, blessings come out of your mouth.'
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Almost always the two are connected... the thoughts come first but it must travel. It's not meant to be a static thing. Words are to be spoken and spoken means communicate. It has to find its expression, it has wings that make it fly. So where and how does it do that? Easy. It flows out as speech through the mouth and flies out to the world and the universe doing its work. What is its work? To affect, to move, to influence, to initiate change, to join that which welcomes it.
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Can you imagine what effect it has if the words we put out there are words of destruction, defeat, fear, cowardice, hopelessness, or any other kind of negativity??
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Can you imagine too what potential for good we can create or cause to be if the words coming out from us speak of what is --- good, true, honest, just, pure, lovely, of virtue, of praise? Words that build lives and not tear it down. (Refer to Philippians 4:8)
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Thoughts are the seeds which dribble, percolate, simmer in your brain. Good thoughts grow into flowers which brighten the landscape of life. Bad thoughts grow the weeds which alter beauty even in its purest form. We have seen what it does around us in this huge spectrum of life.
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Yet sometimes we can turn those weeds into flowers -- if we but sprinkle or nurture it with positive water. Also, on the other hand, those flowers can wither and die if we so neglect it or feed it with negative intent. It's all up to us really --- the gardeners --- tending the garden of our thoughts.
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Still, here's a tiny thought, weeds can be gems in disguise if we try to peel off its ugly layer to reveal the flower within. There's no such thing as a hopeless case. It could be lots of hard work for our puny strength but maybe it could be worth all that trouble in the end. God did it first.... with us -- weeds in the bigger garden called earth. HE never gave up on us. Maybe we are asked to do the same?
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Wishing for you all of God's grace, peace, and light.
