As a growing child there were several gardens around our home. The largest one was used for growing potatoes. During the planting days, the whole family got on the field. Dad tilled the soil, my job was to drop the little potatoes in the rows while my Mom dropped handfuls of fertilizer beside them. My brothers then covered them with earth. Months afterwards, I would glance over at the garden while I played outside and wonder what was going on beneath the ground. When the harvest time came I was amazed at the huge size of the potatoes my Dad pulled out of the soil. Those little seedlings had grown into bushels and bushels of sweet sustenance. They would be turned into meal after meal that would keep the entire family well fed throughout the whole year. It truly was a miracle to behold.
In life we are like farmers or sowers. We plant farms in everything we do - words or actions. It was Aeschylus, who said, "From a small seed a mighty trunk may grow." What kind of seeds do you sow? Thinking back on those special times, and I wonder how many other
