Yesterday I took jars of applesauce, the last of 2016's canning, to the basement. After arranging them on the shelves in the fruit cellar, I sat on the steps and offered my thanks to God for His good gifts lined up in rows before me. It's my annual end-of-canning ritual, and it contains mostly gratitude but some satisfaction, too - and even a bit of relief.
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