Early in the spring, I...
Early in the spring, I planted some bean seeds. Being in a small "cold frame" they
withstood the cold. The glory of the sun shining warmed the soil, producing the growth
and the earliest crop of green beans I have ever had.
Some of the beans remained unplanted. If they could talk, would they say, "I'm very
blessed to have avoided the cold, wet soil." And would a planted seed answer back, "But
you missed the warmth of the shining sun the transformation into new life"? Hide from
the cold, and you hide from the shining beauty and glow of the sun.
