i. No farmer has seen harvest without being used to
the taste of the dirt beneath his fingernails. Does not the sun beat harsher on
ii. There is a river beyond the field of wheat. Have
faith; your sweat will not be the only taste on your lips. You are not alone.
iii. Who does the father love? Who finds the way
home? What stands in the downpour, mouth open and arms spread, who calls it
And even after you saw this, you did not repent
and believe him (Matthew 21:32) // Camillea