I am amazed at how fast the asparagus plants have grown since they popped through the ground this past spring. In approximately 3 months they have reached a height of 9’. At that rate when they stop growing in the fall they should be 15 or so foot tall. I know of no other plant that grows that fast without stopping. I get encouraged every morning when I go out to look them over. I have to give all the nice rain we’ve had this spring credit for the fast-growing asparagus. Rick is 6’ 1’ tall and he is standing above the ground where the plants are growing from on a rock wall that surrounds the plants. The height of the plants towers over his head at least 3’. We are looking for props to hold them straight up.
A friend called me this morning from Oklahoma City. She had just got back from a trip to a place in Wyoming where her granddaughter lives. She was telling me about wild horses that roam the hills there not far from where she was staying. She and some family members drove the short distance to look at them. It was interesting to hear her tell about this one horse who at first sight of them standing not too far away, was a little hesitant to move closer to them. After awhile he slowly came closer then just stopped and seemingly poised for them to take his picture. Then two more horses saw that this leading one was o k, so they slowly started making their way to the party. They all three stood in picture position, and pictures were made of them. My friend said some of these horses are captured and tamed enough to give to distressed soldiers for therapy treatment. I am for helping our brave men and women soldiers in any way possible to recover from all the extreme trauma they have had to endure.
My friends who support what I do are a light unto my path. I thank God for each and everyone of them. I lift them up in my prayers daily. Once in awhile I have to omit one or two only because they were not the really true friend I was hoping for. It leaves a hole in my heart to have to do that, but when God says now is the time, I know it has to be done. A snake is a snake no matter how much you try to charm them. I find this true in some people also. There can never be a change-over from snake to cake. I have to believe it was meant to be that way, but remember the snake was not always the evil prowler. He made his own fate just like some people make theirs. How true are we to our friends? And how many friends are we leaving out of our lives because we think we are smarter and more liked by God. “Lord help the stupid to be healed.”
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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