You reap what you sow

by David

in Personal Development

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“For pity’s sake!”, I heard my young son bark as he was asked to do something.

My heart sank because there was only one person in our house he could have got this from. Me.

He even said it in the way I would say it. He showed his frustration in the way I’ve shown mine.

I didn’t deliberately plant those seeds, but none-the-less, there stands my little harvest of bad temper and pessimism.

It got me thinking about what other crops I can look forward to harvesting.

I wondered how else I might be inadvertently growing a crop I don’t want.

The thoughts I allow to bounce around my head… are they negative and destructive? Are they based on fear and blame? How much time do I waste dwelling on past hurts? Do the thoughts I think translate directly into language and behaviour?

I need to watch what I do, what I say and how I say it. The young eyes and ears pick it up and sometimes reflect back a part of me I wish they hadn’t seen.

But on balance they have seen and heard much more that is positive and loving.

My time as a stay at home dad showed them that gender roles are not fixed. They’ve seen me washing, cooking, cleaning, ironing and changing, feeding and bathing babies.

They’ve heard me talk positively about the future and the importance of being productive.

They’ve seen me step outside my own comfort zone and grow as a result.

They’ve seen me try and fail, and they’ve seen how I deal with that failure by getting back up and persevering.

I hope they’ve also seen me being kind and caring.

I think this particular idiom is so simple it gets overlooked.

But it’s certainly one I’d like my own children to understand.

Its application is broad. It relates to health, fitness, relationships, career and probably anything else you’d care to mention.

My belief is that if we find the fertile soil and keep planting good seed, the chances are good we’ll harvest a decent crop. There are no guarantees, of course, but what’s the alternative? Wishing?

Get sowing. Get reaping.

BTW… Fortunately for me, my earlier guilt was assuaged when later the same day my son was seen to be giving his sister one of his prized possessions. She’d been crying and he was trying to comfort her.

{ 6 comments… read them below or add one }

Midlife Singlemum February 20, 2013 at 8:11 am

I read on fb last week: It’s not what you say that your children will remember, it’s how you are. So true.


David February 20, 2013 at 6:58 pm

So true indeed! πŸ™‚


Michele February 21, 2013 at 3:33 pm

LOL! So funny…

“It got me thinking about what other crops I can look forward to harvesting.”

Kids do repeat stuff don’t they!? They mimic what they hear, but it’s funny sometimes. My friend Jackie’s little boy when he was about three was sitting in his pusher when a lady came up and said to him, “Oh, you’re so cute aren’t you… what are you eh?? And little Sonny said, “I’m a little bugger!!!”… LOL…. Mum decided to stop telling him that….


David February 22, 2013 at 12:33 am

Michele, I’m so glad you caught the humour. Wasn’t sure it would come through.

I like your story better though. That moment must have been priceless!


Michele February 22, 2013 at 4:16 am

You are a very talented writer. I loved the next line too:

“I wondered how else I might be inadvertently growing a crop I don’t want.”

LOL.. hilarious! I’m sure you’re going to have a great crop! But that is very funny the way you said that!

I’m 47 now, and Lois, my daughter is 26… but I will NEVER forget a moment of a crop in progress…

Bless her heart, she was only 4 years’ old and I was a mere 25… laying on the beach in Spain where we lived, and was having an afternoon out with a few great girlfriends… And we had just got over the chicken pox. Her whole class got it, and since I didn’t have it as a kid she shared it with me too. It was horrible. Anyway, we were over it and moving on! Laying on the beach… taking in the sunshine.. it was just lovely.. so relaxing… and then my daughter said… “OH MUM.. LOUISE HAS THE CHICKEN POX!… OMG… If I could have dug a hole and buried myself I would have. No, she didn’t, she just had really bad acne. We all just layed there and pretended she didn’t say it! That’s the thing with kids… they say it how they see it, and they have no “edit” button do they?


David February 22, 2013 at 11:04 pm

Thank you, Michele. πŸ™‚

Oh, your story about your daughter… FANTASTIC! I loved reading that. It made me laugh for all the wrong reasons… mostly at your discomfort. Hahaha. I know exactly how that feels though.

They do. They say exactly what they see. It’s brilliant!


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