12 Clefts of the Rock • responsibility

Memories of her land and her pantry quicken my desire to live in godly responsibility to others...When I think of my grandmother's blueberries, raspberries and currant berries folded into rich jams, her pies that were fat with hand-stoned cherries, her willows and pear trees that swung shadows onto our lakeside path, such abundance calls out. It invites me to care for my own vineyard with great attentiveness. This takes sacrificial discipline, and sometimes it takes temporary emptiness and want.

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