Much to my delight, there are already green peppers the size of my thumbs and tomatoes the size of golf balls. The berries have me the most excited, though. My “golden raspberries” are looking suspiciously like blackberries, and my blueberries are growing, though they’re still green.

At the close of a week that’s been peppered with questions and concern, watching my little berries grow renews my belief that all things do grow and change. My hope is restored by these little green miracle plants that are becoming fruits and vegetables right before my eyes.

The thing I haven’t mentioned yet is that I have a very un-green thumb. It’s true. I’m notorious for not being able to keep plants alive. That said, maybe my little growing garden helps build your faith a little bit, too.