Exhausted from the sun, weary from the journey, with calloused hands, and scratches down my arm, I look at my team and I understand the looks that I see on their face, because I have it to…it’s the question of what’s the point? It makes the days long and the task seem meaningless especially when you have done tasks that seem to have no end. Here is all that has happened over the last three weeks. The good, the bad, and the miraculous in between. … More Casting Stones, Planting Seeds