"Who sows a seed beneath the sod and waits to see believes in God." This is something I have memorized from childhood. I can't, for the life of me, remember where it was. I do know that I saw it often, maybe it was a friend's house or even my own. It was on some sort of plaque or sign. Obviously, I saw it often enough to remember it. And somehow, it must have made an impression on me, because each springtime, when I plant a seed in the ground, I say that little quote to myself. The truth is, I really believe it! God's miracles of life continue to amaze me.
This is the seventh year I have shared the planting of the family garden with my dad and various siblings and family members. I vow to take good care of it, to keep it watered and weeded, but I never quite manage to live up to my vow. Despite my neglect, the plants grow, and the abundance is there for all. That miracle occurs every time. I anxiously wait in anticipation for that first promise of what is to come. Another tie that binds this family together. God's promise of life.
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