When I can find 10 minutes to call my own, I go to the grounds of my church and sit.
I should be talking to God. Instead, I’m talking to the tulips. “Not so fast,” I said calmly on Saturday. “Slow down and enjoy your young life. You shouldn’t be in such a hurry to grow up.” The tulips never talk back. “You need to grow strong, healthy stems so they won’t be bent by unpredictable tropical winds. You…
