It was fifty feet wide and over 200 feet in length. It was something to behold and I must admit I was rather proud of it. It was the only garden in miles. It had tomatoes, cantaloupe, melons, peas, green beans, and corn. I was the dumb preacher that planted my seed on top of the plow furroughs instead of at the bottom of the furroughs like the local farmers. When they heard how I planted my garden they sure teased me about it. Folks laughed about my garden as far as twenty miles away.

But we received some very heavy rains and it destroyed all the gardens except one, and it was mine, the dumb preacher that planted my seed on top of the plow furroughs. Each Sunday after church I would load people up with all types of vegetables from the dumb preacher’s garden. Continue reading Preacher becomes Mud Monster →