Volunteers

In my jumbled tangle of zinnias this past spring and summer,

there apparently were some seeds that dropped and decided to visit again in voluntary glory this fall.

I am humbled by the idea of volunteers- in gardening and otherwise.

I get to be reminded of this life lesson daily because volunteers abound in my yard.

I do not take this for granted.

What an unexpected gift is reaped from

this idea of the volunteer.

“I’ll go- you stay here.”

“It’s my turn. Don’t worry.”

I have volunteered in my life- and I have agreed to serve when asked.

In my two years of retirement- after 32 years in education- I have been hanging on tightly

to my time and my new interests, my work with beginning teachers, and bits of freedom.

I thank God for this timely gift.

I am not quite ready to let that go, to volunteer again in the ways of the world.

I am grateful for these lessons daily in my yard.

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