Out Of My Mind


Today’s picture is of a lowly pepper plant. I received it at church as part of our Fathers’ Day celebration. I brought it home and promptly forgot about it. My wife pointed it out on the back deck virtually dead from dehydration. I decided to give it a chance. I put it in the ground next to my tomatoes and gave it plenty of water. It actually started to perk up and now look at it. It has small peppers on it.  My mind works like this plant. It has a time and power of its own. I try at times to rush it. The ideas don’t come. The information I am seeking doesn’t get a good reception. I try to push it, feeling a kind of panic. Still, nothing happens. I lie awake at night and stare at the ceiling, worrying. What am I going to do? How am I going to work my way out of this problem or meet this challenge? My mind looks like this plant on the deck. It needs water, tlc.   Panic doesn’t get me anywhere. My head just gets dumber and dumber. Then I let my mind go. Gradually, ideas float to the surface. A little of this and a little of that begin to form a solution. Next thing I know there are little peppers growing on me. I am no longer out of my mind.

I have returned home.