The farmer woke up early in the morning, on the first day of the growing season. The ground was perfect for planting his crops. He knelt down and popped a tiny seed into the ground then walked away.
At the end of the season, he wondered where his crop was. Because he was not caring for, nurturing, or cultivating his plants, nothing grew. It caused him much grief.
Monday, April 14, 2008
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