The Wonderful Watermelon Miracle
During the first spring after we moved here to the Houston area, I began to meet my neighbors as I walked my dogs down our semi-country roads.
One of the first neighbors I met was a woman named Esmeralda who lived a few houses down from me. She was outside with her granddaughter enjoying the pleasant walk to her mailbox. I stopped and introduced myself, and we talked, laughed, and cried together, sharing the blessings of God and of our families. At that time, she was about to undergo chemotherapy, which eventually took her appetite and the ability to keep food down — even water.
After we planted our garden with the usual tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers, squash, green beans, corn, cantaloupe, and watermelon, I prayed that God would bless our garden as Grandpap and Grandma Moore taught me and according to Alma 34:24. God has blessed our gardens over the years, but, much to my disappointment, our watermelons have never done very well — usually just a few small nubbins without much flavor.
This particular summer, however, the watermelons excelled in abundance, size, and flavor — so much so that I was giving them away to family and neighbors. When I took a watermelon to Esmeralda for the first time, she broke down and cried while thanking me. Watermelon was the only thing that she could keep in her stomach during this time of chemotherapy.
That summer, I shared my watermelons especially with her, and we rejoiced together in God's blessings. Since that summer, I have never had another watermelon crop like that one. God blessed me with watermelons to share with someone in need, someone with whom I could share God's blessings.
I have found that when God gives me an experience or a blessing, He blesses me again in the telling of it to others, sometimes even greater than in the original blessing. God's gifts keep on giving, making them most precious and glorious!
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