The Grass is Green Where You Water It

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Why is it that we think the grass is greener on the other side of the fence? We see the lives others’ lead, the relationships they have or the opportunities that we think just “fall into their lap” and convince ourselves that their side of the palisade is a more majestic place to be.

For many, rather than model our lives after the behaviors and actions that we see of the caretakers as we longingly gaze into that seemingly lush carpeted world of wonder, we pull up a lawn chair, prop our feet up on the fencing and allow seeds of doubt, jealousy and envy to take root. We start to spend our time obsessing about how wonderful it would be to roll in that green, green grass, right? Oh, what we wouldn’t give for just a moment to slip off our shoes and walk barefoot through the splendor of that grass, feeling the spongy, cool softness under our tender skin.

Let me clue you in on a little secret:

“All grass is brown.” “The grass is isn’t always greener on the other side. It’s green where you water it.” –Justin Bieber

If you are looking at your life and thinking that the grass is greener in someone else’s yard, there’s a big chance you aren’t taking care of your own. You need to water it, fertilize it and take the time to periodically get on your knees and pull the unwanted weeds out. Beautiful lawns, aka beautiful lives, don’t come easily. They require care and feeding. They are the product of commitment and dedication. They are beautiful because they are loved and tended to often. They require patience, sacrifice and hard work.

People who think jumping the fence and abandoning their brown patch for someone else’s green one will soon be in for a rude awakening, for I’ll bet my next paycheck that lawn will be just as ugly in no time. It isn’t about what you see, but what you do that makes your grass green. Changing addresses won’t change behavior. You have to abandon your own selfishness and accept that it isn’t about you.

Another blogger wrote an amazing passage on the same topic:

What if God has placed you where you are precisely because the grass is greener somewhere else? What if spending a season or a lifetime on a patch of brown grass is his purpose for you? What if living life on the other side of the fence is God’s way of shaping you and making you into what he wants you to be? What if God’s purpose for you is to spend your life making the grass greener where you are instead of taking your gifts and resources to where the grass is already care for and well maintained? What if dying to yourself means that you are supposed to spend yourself on behalf of the grass that isn’t quite as green?

Building an outrageous life doesn’t happen because you hopped over someone’s fence and decided to take up camp in their fabulous journey. It comes when you do the work of figuring out who you are, caring for the gifts and talents you have and making sure that the grass you have is as lush and green as you can possibly make it.

Don’t spend your life endlessly searching for the perfect patch of green; the tools you need to make your brown patch beautiful are found deep within. Water it, nuture it and watch just how beautiful it will become!


2 thoughts on “The Grass is Green Where You Water It

  1. That was done with great inner beauty and I absolutely loved every word of it. As you know I did a bit on the green grass on the other side of the fence. It was not like your excellent piece of written work I must say. However I lived that life of always looking over the fence at the greener grass and feeling great desire for it. It was not until later years, greater experiences, and finally obtaining true wisdom that I realized the grass just needed my attention right here where I stand. My grass of life and my flower beds of life are the most beautiful they have ever been. I walk with my sweetheart every day looking at what we have and fully enjoy each bit of it. It’s wonderful to find that inner peace and great love and understanding. Thank you for your written work, it was pure pleasure reading it.

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