Yesterday, I couldn’t post my blog on time because my college daughter and roommate wanted to pop in to visit. It didn’t matter what I was doing at that moment. When it’s your children wanting to visit, it’s going to be a “yes” — a sort of drop everything and put out the snacks kind of thing. Living with flair has always meant being “interruptible,” and that matters now more than ever with adult children. (I recently heard a speaker talk about how God is like that with us. When we call, He answers.) So that is Sunday.
Today, I think about the second round of raspberries now filling the garden. It’s a strange thing to pick your last morning bowl, see the canes look like they’re withering, and then a month later observe the biggest, ripest, reddest berries. The double harvest of raspberries always reminds me of the goodness of God and the abundant, often unpredictable or illogical ways He blesses and helps us bear fruit. Just when we think we’re done or something is past is prime, God returns blessing and fruitfulness.