I come from a long line of gardeners. My grandfather had a garden the size of a basketball court. For the 30-plus years he served as county sheriff, my grandmother used the bushel baskets of vegetables he grew to feed those in county jail. Just think of that, garden fresh vegetables and juicy, ripe tomatoes for the county prisoners.
My dad followed suit, although his forte was starting tomatoes from seed. Each spring he would pour over the seed catalogs for the newest hybrids and heirloom tomatoes. He had a small hothouse in our backyard and would start about 250 tomato plants per year, although he only needed four for his small garden. His mom told him that if he charged his friends and neighbors for the seedlings, “they would not produce,” so he gave them away.
My garden is a 4’ x 12’ plot, which is one of about 20 in the Creighton University Ignatian Garden located on the fringe of campus. There, I plant, weed, water and harvest my produce. Tomatoes are my specialty, too—lots of them—in fact, so many that starting in early summer, I make regular stops at the nursing home where my mother-in-law lives, and drop off dozens each week.
The hardware store I shop at already has its flower and garden seeds display set up to greet you right when you walk in, with beautiful pictures on the packets of what you can expect, if only you take the time to plant and nurture the seeds. But when you open the seed packet, at the bottom are about 20 seeds, each as small as the head of pin, an almost microscopic withered piece of matter that for all intents and purposes, looks dead. But if you plant at the right time, weed often, water frequently and have the right amount of sun, you will be blessed with a bumper crop to enjoy and share with family and friends.
Why do so many of us, like my family, have a fascination with gardening? Is it about putting fresh food on the table, or is it testing one’s ability; that with diligent care and attention we can take a small, seemingly inert piece of matter and turn it into a beautiful flower or a ripe red tomato? Could it be that Jesus’ focus may have been on the process it takes to produce the fruit-- the commitment a gardener must make to diligently prepare the soil, plant, water, weed and constantly tend to his garden if it is to produce much fruit when he said to Andrew and Philip, “Amen, amen, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains just a grain of wheat; but if it dies, it produces much fruit.”
During our Lenten renewal, are we willing to be like garden seeds and risk being split apart so that we can renew ourselves and grow into a life rich with abundance to share with others? Are we willing to dedicate ourselves to growing our faith and our relationship with Christ so that we may become the Christians God wants us to be? Equally as important, are we willing to let the world’s greatest gardener nurture us, not by sun and water, but by His never-ending love and his promise to us each and every day?
If so, then through our death and rebirth we, too, can produce much fruit, fruit that we can share with others through our service to them.
Steve Scholer
I came to Creighton to attend law school in 1976 and following 5 years of private practice I started what I thought would be a 4 year job to help Fr. James Hoff, S.J. raise funds for the Campaign for Creighton. Little did I know that the many wonderful people I would soon meet, both here on campus and across the entire country, over the next few years would lead me to stay and continue to support the mission of this University. My wife is a Creighton graduate and our son, Frank, is a Xavier undergraduate and Creighton law graduate. Our daughter, Paige, has both her undergraduate and master’s degree from Creighton.
I do not participate in social media websites so posting my personal interpretation about what the readings mean to me is a novel experience for me. However, being required to put pen to paper forced me to become more reflective about what God is really trying to say to me and this has helped me in my daily prayer life - to slow down and let the Word of God dwell within me instead of racing through the daily devotions.
