Well, the deer ate half of the beans...but we are still getting some of them. My peppers are going crazy and I may pickle some. My cucumbers are beautiful and the cherry tomatoes are starting to turn red.
On Saturday, we went to the funeral of a wonderful husband and father. His boys gave touching eulogies, describing their father's faith, kindness and love of his family. Our pastor mentioned that this man had made it his life's work to help his wife know how much God loved her.
In contrast, on Sunday, I was informed of the impending divorce of some good friends. The wife does not feel loved and the husband won't go to counseling.
That legacy will be quite different.
It is better to go to a house of mourning than to go to a house of feasting, for death is the destiny of every man; the living should take this to heart. Ecclesiastes 7:2