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Surprised by volunteers

Two weeks ago, I was in my office getting ready for worship when a church member stopped by with a cherry tomato. A small, single tomato, which he handed to me. Then he pointed out my window toward the front yard of the church. “We’ve got a couple of tomato plants growing out there,” he said. Volunteer plants, we surmised, left over from the small raised-bed garden we’d set up a few years ago, before our garden ministry really took off and we moved it to a much larger plot off site.