Wednesday, September 11, 2019

A Kuri Squash



As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

As I sit in dark screen, Poot has decided to wide eyed terrorize me in the chair, baiting me in with licking and then slashing when I reach out.

Last time I posted about a Hubbard squash in reference to the subject with a big thank you. This time I am learning I am not alone again, as God does things in good people, and God makes a fool of me or I should say the Father lovingly proves He does things I can never do.

So Melissa gave us this squash last year. I hate squash but like her. So I planted the thing and they came up in the cup like weeds. Into the garden they went.
Also went in Kuri, that I got with TL in the metro. I like them as they do not make me want to puke, as most squash does as I do not like the taste.

So I have 3 Melissa squash on the fence growing. Little things, orange like bleeding pumpkins.

So I notice pleased that I have a Kuri in the garden quite large.

So I look out at our trash pile where I tossed the seeds which were just leftover, and I see this Kuri growing. So I walk out and God has 3 Kuri squash growing on a trash pile, not planted, in sod. I work my butt off in the garden and I get one. God is God and 3 fruit appear.

OK I get the I am never going to be God, never going to out do God. I just would like to know how to translate God squash into huge donations so poor people would not be having to deal with me.
God grows Jonah a gourd.........a worm too. Saves the city and critters. I would think God could grow a rich person who had a heart and would donate big time as He grew a worm with a big appetite.

I did notice these Kuri look like Hubbards this year, actually have some green stripes and I have no idea what that came from as all I had were pumpkins around there last year without any flavor from the market..........oh and Butternut. Got some of them and they all look like Mushmouth hats from Fat Albert. I digress.

I am thankful for the help whether it be God or God's handiwork in being mindful of me.

If the President had weeded his garden, we would all be prosperous by now.

He grew squash in sod in the place I burn trash in a cinder pile of debris. That is impossible except for God.

May God bless the good in you in Jesus Name Amen and Amen




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