Head of Gold, Feet of Clay? With Rev. Jimmie Scott
In our search for meaning and wholeness, it is impossible to know before the process unfolds where the search will lead us. Yet, the search must be undertaken. Hopefully, we become willing participants in the search. Because if we aren’t, the friction of unwillingness can make life a constant struggle, or even unbearable.
My fraternal grandfather had no formal education. His farm life was his education, and that served him well.
He said, “Spring is for planting, summer is for working, fall is for harvesting, and winter brings whatever it brings.”
His methodical approach to life has impacted me in ways I am just beginning to understand. I find the fruits of my labors continue to provide new meaning as I grow in willingness to become more engaged in the search.