Strawberries, Rollie-Pollies and the Gospel

It is not every day that a visit to the doctor brings news that more bloodtests must be done. Such was my day today. So, while I await the results, Lord willing next week, and trust in my Loving Heavenly Father with whatever the result, I continue to do what God has called me to do: be a good wife, serve faithfully in my vocation (professor) and love my neighbor as myself. This is where God showed me His own love for me today; in the garden with a young boy who wanted to earn some money to buy a toy (our neighbor’s son).

As we worked to weed the garden he picked clover out of the corn and onions while I picked the grass out of the strawberry patch and found some ripe strawberries that I’d missed when picking earlier in the day. He filled the bucket with weeds and I filled another with the berries. When we had finished we sat down to sort through the berries with the not so perfect ones being set aside as treats for the chickens. Some of these looked beautiful until we examined them and found Rollie Pollie (Pill Bug) holes in them. To my utter surprise God would use those particular strawberries to be able to explain sin to this young boy.

He began to chat with me about a girl in his class who told him that God was coming back and would destroy the world and be very angry with everyone. He not only seemed scared but he said that he was. Earlier he had noticed my necklace which has a Lutheran Rose on it.

He started to ask about it again and when I spoke of God needing to die on the cross in the center, his interest piqued even more. He asked if God made him? Was God really angry? Why did God have to die?