“The greenhouse overflowed with a dazzling array of beautiful plants. And as I scanned the beauty spilling out of innumerable planters and pots and baskets, I realized that the beauty now on display had always laid in the seeds. And if the seeds had not been cultivated the beauty within would have certainly remained, but it would have remained forever hidden. And I wondered, how many people remain a seed because no one ever stepped up to cultivate them? And because no one did, beauty remained hidden and the greenhouse of our lives were left with a forever hole.”