Plowing with Jesus
It’s spring, the time of year when gardeners pull out their tractors and tillers and prepare to plant their flowers, fruits, and vegetables. In thinking about gardening, I am reminded of my mother who loved to plant a huge garden. She enjoyed being outside, plowing, hoeing, gathering her crops. Me? I hated it! I learned early to cook, clean, wash, hang clothes on the line—anything to avoid the garden! I can remember one time when she wanted my brother Ron…