Gardening 101

One last faithful hurrah that
I didn't have the heart to pluck.    

  I am a guitarist and a music guy.  My passion is for music and pretty much all things related, especially music as it pertains to the church.  I wouldn't say I was a great, or even a good musician by some people's standards but I love it nonetheless.  I love glass tubes that glow, wood that resonates, strings that sing, circuits that do magical things that I don't want to understand for fear of losing the mystique.  That being said...

  I recently developed an interest in gardening thanks to my wife's prodding.  I won't say a hobby, definitely not a passion, but an interest.  It's actually been pretty fun.  But when the long California growing season was over and all of the tomato plants were pretty much done, my wife asked that I clear the garden, till it and compost the rest.  So I did.

  That's when I came upon one tomato plant that we planted in a prime spot, watered regularly, protected from predators, fed and loved just as much as the rest.  This plant gave us one stinkin tomato all season.  One.  So I know it was capable of more but for whatever reason it just took up space and looked promising with all of it's pretty little deceitful flowers.  We even had about 3 or 4 volunteers that popped up from last year's garden uninvited.  All of them went off with tomatoes without all the love and nourishment afforded to this huge, beautiful plant.  

  I yanked it with extreme prejudice and I thought to myself, " How sad - all that potential gone to waste.  Good riddance."   That's when God spoke to me in my spirit and said,


"Now you know how I feel about my people who claim to know me and love me but do nothing to show it."


  Ouuuuch!  Mucho conviction.  Produce fruit or risk getting uprooted.