Seasons of Tomatoes

As we think about the imagery of succoring the weak, lifting up the hands which hang down, and strengthening feeble knees, I am reminded of a sweet seven-year-old showing her grandfather a small tomato plant she had started from seed as part of a second-grade school project.

She explained that from one tiny seed would come a plant.
And if the plant were cared for, it would grow many tomatoes that would each have many seeds.

She said, "And if all of those seeds were planted and grew more tomatoes, and you planted all of those seeds, in a few seasons you would have millions of tomatoes."

"All," she said in amazement, "from one little seed."

But then she said, "I almost killed my plant.
I left it in a dark room and forgot to water it.
When I remembered the plant, It was all wilted and dead looking.
I cried because I thought of all of those millions of tomatoes that would never grow."

She was then excited to tell her grandfather about the "miracle" that happened.

She explained, "Momma said maybe the plant wasn't dead.
Maybe all it needed was some water and some light to bring life back.

"And she was right.
I gave the plant some water, and I put it in the window for light.
And guess what?" she asked.
"It came back to life, and now it's going to grow millions of tomatoes!"

Her small tomato plant, so full of potential but so weakened and wilted from unintentional neglect, was strengthened and revived through the simple ministration of water and light by the little girl's loving and caring hands.

-M. Russell Ballard -"This Is My Work and Glory" -April 2013 General Conference

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi