Tending our neighborhood garden has taught me that growth – both spiritual and botanical – requires patience. Last spring, while planting tomatoes, I met Mrs. Rodriguez. She noticed my medal glinting in the sunlight and showed me hers, worn smooth from 40 years of daily prayers while gardening.
Now our little garden has become a gathering place. The retired teacher who touches his medal before sharing gardening wisdom with children. The young mother who found joy planting sunflowers with her daughter, their matching medals catching the morning light as they work together.
These stories bloom alongside our vegetables, reminding me that faith grows best when cultivated in community.
Planting seeds of hope and harvesting miracles,
Your garden-loving friend Mary 🌱🙏