I learn something new about God every year...from my garden.
I put a few seeds in some dirt. Add some water from time to time. I don't worry. Or fret. Or stand by and watch. Or dream about the seeds. Or ask myself "how will this turn out?" or "what if there's not enough?"
I simply sit by and wait. I enjoy the sunshine as it warms and ripens the fruit that miraculously appeared. I breathe the smell of the tomato plants deep into my lungs. I wonder at the incredible size and weight of the plant...almost as tall as me when they were mere seeds just a couple of months ago!
And then, joy upon joy, I gather. And each year, God provides more abundance than I could have even dreamed of. It makes me glad that I don't get to decide how much the plant produces...I'd have far fewer tomatoes than I do now.
Today, I'll make the THIRD giant batch of salsa for the summer . My fridge and freezer are full to overflowing.
Not to mention my heart and soul...God is so sweet and good to me.