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Friday, April 25, 2014

Be a Fountain, Not a Puddle

Once in a while - not often, but here and there - the Lord speaks to me by putting a picture in my mind. Tonight I'm reminded of an experience I had several years ago when my children were much younger. I was feeling completely worn out, as though I had given everything I had to give and was still being called on to give more. I felt unappreciated, overworked, overlooked, and very, very frazzled. Pretty much par for the course when you're a young mom.

Into my mind came two pictures. One was of a fountain, and the other was of a puddle. As I tried to figure out what I was supposed to be understanding from this, the explanation - or interpretation, if you will - became clear.

A puddle sits on the ground. It waits for other sources of water to feed it. If you step in a puddle and splash, you take away from the water mass and the puddle shrinks. When the puddle gets hot, it evaporates.

A fountain rises above the ground. It recirculates its water, in essence taking what it's been given and turning it for good - that requires energy. Fountains are beautiful. People come to look at them and admire them, finding peace in the sound of the water.

The thought came to me: "Be a fountain, not a puddle."

Instead of lying on the ground and waiting for people to step on me, I should stand up and use my energy to develop my God-given talents and share with those around me.

Instead of waiting for other sources to replenish me, I should dig deep and replenish myself through spiritual study and intellectual enrichment.

Instead of wallowing in the mud, I should seek to be a place of refuge to others and speak to them the words that would refresh them and help them find peace.

What a difference that analogy made in my mindset.

And I must really need it again today because I was reminded of it a few minutes ago. It's been a very puddle-like day. I have felt myself evaporating under life's heat, felt myself shrink as others have splashed through. But now it's time to take a deep breath and become a fountain. A tall, beautiful fountain.

Who's with me?

4 comments:

  1. Yeees. Doesn't mean the ouchness of it all evaporates, but to continue reaching out & trying to be our best for those we love & those who need us, & finding enrichment in that.

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  2. Lovely thoughts. I wrote a post about being a tree, not a mistletoe. We must think alike.

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  3. I had a similar experience as a young mother. I felt completely worn out and into my mind came the image of a water glass like they have in nice restaurants. I saw the server pour water into the glass every time I emptied it. To me it represented how the atonement can fill me up when I need extra help.

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  4. Lovely thoughts. I wrote a post about being a tree, not a mistletoe. We must think alike.

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