So far, even through January, the water tubs have not needed more than a touch from my walking stick on Sabbath. HalleluYah!
This last summer, I had to really watch myself and my attitude. I confessed to Adonai, that I really was going to miss fresh tomatoes in the coming shemitah. I ate fresh tomatoes all summer and fall, at every single opportunity. Thankfully there was a great abundance, so there are a number of quarts in the cellar, but there's just nothing like a fresh juicy tomato. I got to the point of also praying that I was conscious of the fact I didn't want to make my belly a god regarding this wonderful fresh produce. It is possible to make an idol of a blessing, and/or creation. Since Torah states we can eat what the ground produces through shemitah, just no tilling and tending, I worked that into my casual conversation as well. As a child of the Creator, I interjected that I wouldn't mind and I promised I wouldn't cultivate a volunteer tomato plant this coming summer.
Regardless of what happens next summer, beyond what I would have ever thought to ask or imagine, I've been enjoying fresh tomatoes all winter, that were picked green before the frost. I've made various posts and recorded photos through this winter season, but alas, I'm now down to one . . . Our Heavenly Father truly does bless beyond what our mind would imagine. I had no idea I'd be eating fresh tomatoes from last year's garden, the end of January.
Whatever unfolds in this coming year, I have been blessed beyond measure.
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