Blackberries

Well, we were going to pick blackberries over Labor Day Weekend, but Todd felt he should visit his Dad instead. So we visited his dad, but when we came back it looked like we weren't the only ones who thought to take advantage of the blackberries. So we did what we could and went picking the next Saturday. The first bush we went to, we could pick all the hard to get to stuff. And we got 2 half buckets in 2 hours. So we moved. And Todd didn't find the next bush until just before we went picking. We feel strongly that the Lord showed him this bush and blessed us because we followed the prompting to go see Dad. But this bush was easier to pick from. And then the next bush down the road from the second bush--was even easier. We felt the Lord blessing us for our perseverance!! We ended up leaving berries on the last bush. And in 2 more hours we got 4 more buckets. We made some jam and canned the rest. Todd and I both made a different blackberry pie. It was so good. Todd told his brothers that "His wife tortered him and took him blackberry picking." He wasn't sure it was worth the blackberries for the all the thorns. But we will never look at the thorns on Christs head the same again. My fingers still have little pin pricks of purple that doesn't come clean. But we feel the Lord's hand in our lives. And Todd got up and said so during fast and testimony meeting. We are hoping to go back and get another batch of jam (or two).