God doesn’t come and go. God lasts.
He’s Creator of all you can see or imagine.
He doesn’t get tired out, doesn’t pause to catch his breath.
I was absurdly overoptimistic in thinking we’d be able to get those piles off our driveway today. I have to laugh at myself, in retrospect, so naively expecting to have just a few people — almost all women, none extremely athletic — dig a 50-foot long, 22-inch deep trench, plus a 25-square-foot, 2.5-foot-deep pond; finish the French drain; and set up the dirt for the pond. HA!