By archelys3@gmail.com Nothing ever happens until you and I take action. Positive action.
I have a vegetable garden. My schedule will often determine how much time I can devote to the cultivation of my productive plot. However, currently it is bursting forth with new life and fresh and healthy vegetation, but the fact is that if I never sowed seed or planted new seedlings there would never be a crop that I could reap.
The Law Of Giving
The law of giving? In simplistic terms to sow is to reap – and that which we sow we will surely reap.
There must always be a sowing before there can ever be a reaping. Just as gravity is a law, so too is this a universal law.
But this law goes far beyond the garden. For if you and I sow positive actions on a consistent basis then you and I will reap powerful outcomes.
Following is a powerful story where the character of a father was revealed through his actions at a time of emergency.
The positive action that he demonstrated was recognized and rewarded by another which ultimately changed the destiny of not only one other person, but an entire generation – and dare I say many generations to come.
You and I may never fathom the impact of just one kind act bestowed by us upon one other person. Oh sure we would love to change the entire world, have a million followers on Facebook, possibly receive the acclaim of multitudes – but never overlook your one positive action that could result in a powerful outcome in even just one life.
Never ever underestimate the powerful outcomes triggered by your positive actions.
From Bog To Penicillin To Liberty
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.
There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman’s sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
‘I want to repay you,’ said the nobleman. ‘You saved my son’s life.’
‘No, I can’t accept payment for what I did,’ the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer’s own son came to the door of the family hovel.
‘Is that your son?’ the nobleman asked.
‘Yes,’ the farmer replied proudly.
‘I’ll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he’ll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of.’ And that he did.
Farmer Fleming’s son attended the very best schools and in time graduated from St. Mary’s Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward, the same nobleman’s son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia.
What saved his life this time? Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman?
Lord Randolph Churchill
His son’s name?
Sir Winston Churchill.
Fleming & Churchill story source: unknown
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