And Now Deservedly This Easy Chair

Today, we planted the garden.

I did not sleep much last night, as this think is huge. I was guessing 17,000 square feet, but I think it might be more. It’s a lot, way bigger than anything I have ever considered. Of course, only part of it was planted today. First Methodist Church will plant some on Tuesday. We planted tomatoes and peppers today. In a few weeks, we’ll hit beans, cukes, melons, okra and some other things. But it is still big. I was worried about all the stuff we had to do.

But we got after it. Me, Jess and the boys, Bob McKinley, Larry Stewart, Benjamin (from Chiapas, I forget his last name), Melissa McDonald and Katelyn, Bobbie Fullwood, Regina and Keshandon Fuller (they just showed up at church wondering what was going on!!), and then the Posse: Matthew, Chris, Seamus, and Jose. Martina came towards the end and watered it all in.

This is how many tomatoes we have: we had to buy an engine-powered post hole digger. It’s close to 300 maters. About 100 peppers, and more to come. We plan on selling some stuff in addition to feeding the folks. We’re hoping the garden can begin to raise some money for the church’s ministry to the poor—we have fewer resources in these times, and more need.

At one point, Melissa took a picture—there was Larry, Bobbie, Regina, Benjamin and one of the youth working together. Melissa’s comment—“there’s a group that has no reason to know each other.” White, young, old, African American, Hispanic, African. But that’s the whole point of the Kingdom of God, our church. And so it shouldn’t be too surprising that we see it in our garden. I think we just like seeing it, being reminded of it. It’s crazy, not supposed to work, all that jazz.