There it was, busy as a, well…BEE. Working with single-minded focus on gathering pollen for transfer. Cross-pollination in 4-D, right before my very eyes.

I watched this science-lesson-in-action out on some land the other evening, as I waited for Hubs to walk off the property. I had my camera with me (of course) and busied myself with capturing creation for later perusal. It was during this later time that it struck me: Aren’t we all cross-pollinators?

Don’t we all gather “pollen” from our experiences in life, other people’s words and actions toward us, even what we take in through the rest of our senses? And, certainly, what we gather, we spread; taking the residue, good and bad, and depositing it on others to take root and grow.

I’m left to wonder this day: What am I picking up and taking into my heart and mind? More, what am I spreading to others? Am I leaving a garden of healthy, beautiful plants or a string of weeds, choking out the life that is trying to eek out an existence in their shadow?

Lord, let a legacy of beauty and good fruit be mine.

If you grow a healthy tree, you’ll pick healthy fruit. If you grow a diseased tree, you’ll pick worm-eaten fruit. The fruit tells you about the tree.
Matthew 12:33 MSG