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Topic: YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW (05/02/19)
- TITLE: Seeds of Gratitude
By Francie Snell
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He smiled to himself as he caught a whiff of frying eggs and bacon. How many times had he savored that aroma, at the same time every day, cooked by the same woman?
Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of seeds he had saved from the previous year. Sweet peas from the garden, Stella’s favorite. He rolled them in his hand and calculated the days before they would bloom, just in time for their anniversary.
Like always, he looked forward to when the seeds would erupt from the warm ground, like a cheerful proclamation of another year for a relationship filled with all the emotions life could offer. The plants would climb and twist in and out of anything, reaching out in all directions. Profusely they would bloom multiple shades of blue, red, pink and white, magenta, peach, and burgundy.
Breathlessly, Stella will say, “Oh, how beautiful they are, Leroy, don’t you think?”
He’ll nod and smile. “Yes, very beautiful, just like you,” pondering the selfless years of sacrifice and commitment that brought them to that day.
She’ll blush with a smile and her voice will ring. “God has blessed us with another year.”
He’ll scratch his head. “Forty-five, right?”
She’ll smile without saying a word.
How many times had she surprised him with breakfast in bed when he least expected it, sometimes after a spat the night before, which she seemingly chose to forget? Not to be outdone, he’d secretly pick flowers from the garden and create for her a bountiful bouquet, then place it on the kitchen table as she cleaned the morning dishes. The note would read, “Sorry about last night. I love you, doll.”
Summer would run its course, and usher in harvest time when all the crops came to fruition. And this year was different. After three and a half years of keeping the soil free from insecticides and chemicals, they could now proudly claim the farm certifiably organic. It was another accomplishment achieved together, and another exciting chapter in their partnership.
After nine months of tilling, and planting and nurturing the farm God had given them, busy harvest time slowed to an end as fall rolled in with a chill in the air. The days got colder as the days got shorter. Life slowed down with the plows neatly stored away in the barn for the winter. Now, with a crackling fire warming their spirits and their hearts, flowing with appreciation, they gave thanks. “Thank you, Lord, for this life, thank you for your love, and thank you for another abundant season.”
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