In An Island Garden, Celia Thaxter wrote that “It seems strange to write a book about a little garden only fifty feet long by fifteen wide! But then … ‘it extends upward,’ and what it lacks in area is more than compensated by the large joy that grows out of it.” And so it could be said of this humble garden devotional; while there must be a myriad of gardening volumes, the weaving together of my own meandering meditations have helped induce within me kingdom perspectives, even while cultivating the earth’s soil.