What can one basket contain?
So little, so much.
First fruits, a small harvest
Until you see the unseen bounty –
The promise of more to come
Warming in the sun,
Feel-good greens and shout-for-joy reds,
All full of crunch, sass and sparkle.
We planted, we watered,
But God gave the increase-
Grace upon grace upon grace.
I’ll probably delete this verse when the sun gives up shining and the seeds no longer burst out of their armor to show you the magic of conjuring up fruit from almost nothing which they learned from the One who made everything ex nihilo.
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