Emphasis Preaching Journal

The grass which surrounds my house is clear and bright, tender and healthy, thick as a mat. What a joy to behold morning after morning as the local birds flutter around and sing out their anthems. The deer herd is regular and respectful as they take turns nipping at this expanse of beauty and tender taste. But it's not by chance nor by neglect. My experience is that it takes three things. First, my grass must be fed regularly; the nourishment needed by this kind of grass, in this part of the world -- that's what it gets.