Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Tomatoes

I am addicted to them, especially to fresh ones just picked. Every
produce stand I pass, it takes every ounce of resistance I can muster
to keep going.


And when I do stop, I have to fight the urge to suddenly bite into the
tomato and eat it like an apple. When God thought of a tomato, He had
a wonderful thought. In fact, I think I saw a tomato in the frig last
night. I feel dessert for breakfast coming.


Ian (age 4) witnessed yesterday to Lilly Ruth (age 2). "Jesus died on
Friday for you, Lilly. He came back to life on Sunday.". He then
burst into song, "Our God is an awesome God..."