Once upon a time there was a barren land full of great potential. This particular area of soil was rich in natural resources and was getting tired of existing just as ordinary dirt. This patch of ground felt that it was capable of great productivity and utility, but it had no plan. It needed an idea by which it could offer its full support and fertility.
So it prayed for potent ideas to reach it and give it new life.
One Sunday morning its prayers were answered. Ideas of all kinds began to descend upon the troubled turf. From all the many ideas now flying towards it, the ground began to focus on one of them and started up a unique conversation.
“What idea do you represent?” asked the featureless field.
“I am a plan for planting love into the world” answered the noble idea. “But I have no material resources to work with. Ideas are just like seeds. I cannot accomplish such a task without finding the proper soil or I will just blow away.”
“I have lots of resources,” replied the ground. “Perhaps if we became friends you could help me to develop my resources into real gifts.”
Because the ground agreed to support the idea of love, love could take root, grow, branch out, blossom and bear fruit from its wealth of resources.
“Gee,” remarked the ground. “I feel like all my natural resources have been organized and reconstituted into a beautifully lush and productive garden.”
“Yes, the human memory is like the ground—full of information and knowledge that needs to be rationally organized and put into more useful forms,” said the wonderful idea. “And the more you allow ideas like me to take root and arrange the information and material you possess, the more predisposed you will be to love and its fruitfulness.”
So the ground of experience began to open itself to more and more wonderful ideas as the human being it resided in focused more intently on the words of pastor’s Sunday sermon.