...so our Saturday began thusly:
Going big AND going home. Why does it have to be EITHER "go big" OR "go home"? I think home is the place to shine. This was the topsoil delivery truck for Operation Raised Bed Gardening.
...about mid-day. Thank heaven for sons-in-love. Even skinny-ish ones. These men beasted it yesterday.
...as the sun sank in the western sky, just last night.
The Preacher was as achey and tired as a man could be today - and Sundays are not his day off. So many thanks to my father, Harry Gilreath, for the amazing message on "An Increase of Faith". It was such a practical word for business owners, mommas, daddies, employees, even kids. I think everyone came away feeling so blessed.
And as the sun sinks low in that western sky tonight, this Preacher's Wife is planning her vegetable plantings with an enthusiasm that is almost violent.
So. So. Excited.