Well, one thing my parents did not do was to push the seeds as forcefully as possible, deep down into the rich soil of our lives. As my brothers discovered, deep down forceful planting doesn't produce many peas.
Rather, we were gently nurtured, creatively celebrated and taught responsibility.
More importantly, my parents modeled faith for us in their daily decisions, through the books they read to us, and in an unwavering commitment to attending church and loving those around them. Today I look at the lives of my siblings and see much joy seeking. May all of our gardens be as fruitful!
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