A can’t get a funny image out of my head. I saw a big dump truck full of mulch in someone’s driveway the other day. The truck was pitched back ready to dump its load. I didn’t think much of it since it was clear it was part of a landscaping project. But when I looked down on the ground at the end of the truck, I saw a little wheel barrow, braced to receive as much as it could hold – which was a tiny fraction of what was in the truck. Had the truck been pitched any higher, the wheel barrow would have been buried. It made me laugh.

Sometimes I feel like the wheel barrow. I’m ready to be dumped on, ready to be buried and yet still only capable of holding what I as designed to hold. We’ve all been in that position, whether we are in the middle of a big project, a move, a life-changing decision. What makes sense to me at these times is to know that no matter how much comes at me, I have the capacity to make a difference, one little load at a time until eventually the pile gets moved. And rather facing what was in the back of the dump truck to see how much was going to pile on it, the wheel barrow was pointed toward the next bed of roses it was carrying mulch to. That was my favorite part of the metaphor.