While I was mowing this evening, I noticed the plants and decided today was water day.  It has been cloudy and cooler (mid 90s) the last couple of days and they are faring better, but the heat will be back.  Then I thought about our lives with Jesus. 

He does not always plant us in the easiest environments.  There are things we all enjoy doing in service to God, but there are other things that are not part of our choice garden.

My sister was born when I was 11. She came along a little later in life for mom and dad. With two older siblings, and experienced parents, she was destined for an extraordinary childhood. She was a toy for my brother and myself. If a baby could remember events from infancy, she could tell you of the time she was lying in my lap, and somehow slipped off onto the floor and bumped her head.