It’s amazing to me that seeds could be planted at different times, in different parts of our lives but come to bloom at the same time. The seeds of justice, mercy, service, openness, community, and radical discipleship have been planted in Jeff’s life and my own over years, months and even in the past couple of weeks. Our community of faith, sermons, friends and circumstances have nurtured these seeds seemingly without our knowledge. And now, as they begin to sprout through the soil of our lives they are as surprising and as welcome as the first blossoms of the spring. We wait now – expectantly – to see what fruit will come to bear.
