My husband had a date. Not with me or anyone else. The kind you eat.
Would you believe in a box labeled Seedless Dates there was one with a seed in it? I remember his wide eyes and the “Oh!” he exclaimed when he bit into it.
Hubby planted his unexpected find and today I have a three-foot tall palm tree on my back porch. Soon, I’ll have to transfer the small tree to a larger container, hoping it will continue to thrive.
My back porch palm tree reminds me of two verses in Psalm 92 and my aim as a children’s ministry worker.
The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree. Psalm 92:12a
Those that be planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in
in the courts of our God. Psalm 92:13
In children’s ministry, spiritual digging, planting, watering, fertilizing, weeding is created in a variety of ways. It’s accomplished through songs, games, role-playing, stories and giving positive incentives. All of these methods seek to put God’s Word into their hearts—praying it will take root. Believing our children will grow, flourish and perhaps one day, like my back porch palm tree, move on to bigger surroundings and greater things.
At seventeen I had a lot of questions–few answers. Questions about life. Questions about the future. Questions about God. Was He real? Was there more to being a Christian than going to church and trying to live a good life? Yes, I had questions and a summer job. My title? Assistant Head Dining Room Girl. Where? Camp Hoblitzelle in Midlothian, Texas.
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