That's what I'm enjoying. Warm sun, warm soil in my hands. Fresh herbs, lettuce, seeds. Those tiny miracles. Year after year, it's always wonderful. A little seed, carefully planted, watered, watched. Hope is there, we share the miracle. Little grubby fingers pull up worms, drop the seeds, cover them up. And the handy-work of God is ever before us. How perfectly He has made all these things work together, the soil, the sun, the rain, giving life to a plant, so that we can be nourished. So these little bodies can grow healthy and strong. Strong little legs to run barefoot all summer. Tanned little faces and strong white teethe. Beauty all around me and sweet rest.
Heaven will be a wonderful place!