I grew up with gardens; expansive ones brimming with Marigolds and Zinnias and tomatoes and peas. In fact, some of my earliest memories involve manually removing potato bugs from the veiny undersides of the leaves of many of those plants. And dirt... oh, how I love the earthy smell of dirt. (Just ask my kiddos.)
So it's logical that, as an adult, I'd like gardening. And I do; there's truly nothing quite as amazing as watching a brand new plant break through the soil's surface and slowly inch toward the sky. It's beautiful and incredible to realize that something that unassuming can contain as much instructional material as it does; to fully understand that a seed the size of a pin's head can become a large, productive plant.
Yes, I think God gave us an amazing gift when He created seeds and allowed us to watch them grow.
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