You must get good at one of two things: sowing in the spring or begging in the fall.
God has the tough end of the deal. What if instead of planting the seed you had to make the tree? That would keep you up late at night, trying to figure that one out.
Plant, don’t chant.
One of my good friends always says, “Things don’t just happen; things happen just.”
The soil says, “Don’t bring me your need, bring me your seed.”
God has the tough end of the deal. What if instead of planting the seed you had to make the tree? That would keep you up late at night, trying to figure that one out.
Plant, don’t chant.
One of my good friends always says, “Things don’t just happen; things happen just.”
The soil says, “Don’t bring me your need, bring me your seed.”
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