God of Creativity

 

Benedict, Sena, and I have returned to the US for the wedding of our daughter on July 5.  As I worked in our US backyard, I was struck by the contrast between our yard here and our yard in Zambia.  Here everything is so green.  Plants grow that you wished wouldn't, like poke root, vines, milkweed, and more.  I'm amazed at the growth of things around me.  

 

By contrast, our yard in Zambia is dirt – hard, packed down dirt – that makes great clouds of dust as the ever constant wind blows.  In order to get things to grow, you have to break the ground with a pick ax, plant, and then water every day.  There hasn't been rain since the end of February and we won't expect more rain until the end of November.  Despite the difficulty of growing things, Miriam – our head housemother – is seeing to the landscaping of the Village.  We have collected many, many plants that the children water each day.  Miriam even has a lovely white rose bush near her verandah. 

 

I'm glad that God didn't make everything and everyone the same.  He made a great variety of things.  But no matter where we might be, we can see His hand at work.