This day there was a rather large thunderstorm, and I was sitting by the window watching and waiting for every flash of lightning I could see. I remember also wanting to know if God was real.
I’m also certain the Lord observes the whole field. He paces the dugout with a perfect understanding of the best play to get me out of the inning. Through the Spirit’s promptings he signals me the whole time. But I’m not looking over.
Normally, as I water my garden each morning, I just use a hose and spray everything down until it is good and soaked. It is time effective, and I can check a task off my list. This morning, however, I made a fertilizer-water mix and watered each plant by hand. I noticed a few of … Continue reading Lessons in the Garden