Neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God who gives the increase. …Paul is telling folks at the Corinthian church not to place too much faith in their own abilities or too little in God’s. Some were praising Paul’s seed planting ministry, and others favored the seed-watering ministry of Apollo’s. Here Paul is reminding them that it’s God who brings the seeds to fruition.  … Paul is not saying the efforts to plant and water were wasted. They’re part of God’s plan, too.  … You can have faith and you can pray … but God won’t do your work for you. You’ve got to plant and water and weed and mind the insects. Then trust Our Heavenly Father for the crop. Pp. 183-184, Julie Cannon, Those Pearly Gates.

God’s will is God’s will. It sits there like Stone Mountain. You can’t move it, you can’t change it, and you can’t even question it. P109, Ferrell Sams, when all the world was young

P.S.  I am sorry about Fritz and I am sorry to have to tell you. I have been where you are, however, and I remember that it is hard to trust someone after you once found out he with held information from you When that happens your imagination takes over and that is always more dreadful than truth. That’s a sword that cuts two ways… p. 483 Ferrell Sams, When all the world was young

“Faith is believing something in the face of doubt… if you don’t ever doubt, you can’t have faith.” P. 605 Ferrell Sams

A garden is never finished, much as it may evolve. In the end, we never complete our own growth, we just keep growing, if we are lucky, until we stop. We don’t grow continuously or smoothly or even noticeably at times, but stumblingly, glacially, or at a gallop, without meaning to, or after great effort. We grow because life is growth and we love life not only as an idea, but compulsively, anonymously, in every cell and membrane. Our curiosity is a kind of membrane, too, as are love, ambition, belief, and the many tissues of desire, which lead us from one season to the next and define us in the end. We grow. Pp. 240-241, Cultivating Delight, Diane Ackerman.