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Kathy Khang | Read 1 Corinthians 15:35-38
At the start of fall, my mom and I would harvest seeds. A summer of marigolds, lettuce, peppers, tomatoes, and perilla leaves would give way to fall. Those seeds looked so unlike and unrelated to the plants from which they came. Bright orange compact blooms would dry into narrow, black...
God, creator of all living things, grant us the imagination to bring forth your kingdom on earth as it is in heaven. Amen.
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