My Backyard Tomatoes
I cook. This is not news if you know me well. Anyway, that is besides the point. Sometime back, I went outside the kitchen to pour away some dirty water and I found this beauty sitting pretty just outside the kitchen. It occurred to me that it must have grown out of the kind of water I was about to throw away again. I remembered how annoyed my dad was when the land he paid for to be cemented began to crack. The portion behind the kitchen is gradually becoming sand again. I also remembered one of our Bible study sessions where Bro Tayo emphasized on how God can teach you a lesson through something as regular as a light bulb. So here are the seven lessons I learnt from my backyard tomatoes. 1. Effort is not always equal to results: I put zero effort into planting these tomatoes. In fact, I do not remember planting them at all. As a matter of fact, the ones I deliberately planted did not grow. 2. Expectations hurt: The tomatoes I planted hurt my feelings. I nurtured them so well so I...