Big Rock

Imagine! After almost 40 years of gardening this plot, I dug up this big rock with my digging fork today. I am used to picking out smaller rocks every time I turn the earth, but I haven't come across one this big in years. Anna, remember, in the first year of gardening here beside the barn, how frustrated we were with all the rocks to be cleared. I remembered trying to use a hoe for weeding like I learned in the Miss. Delta, only to have it bounce back at me off the rocks. That is one reason that I gave up row cropping for raised beds.

If gardening is a spiritual practice (and it is), then the rocks are a reminder of the hard places in life - obstacles to be overcome, but ones that weather to soil in God's time.