And I got up and I ran.

I ran as fast as I could because I saw before my eyes one of the most traumatic things that I've seen in my life.

God's story?

Your life.

Unfolding short stories.

On Friday's episode, we heard Amber Smith tell a story about water and deep sorrow.

If you haven't heard it yet, it's an amazing account of learning to trust God after the unthinkable.

Today, we return to the water, but this time it's a different story.

On a Tennessee farm with pumpkins, apples, and more, Sarah Philpott's children laughed

among the harvest until in the blink of an eye that joy turned to panic, a one-year-old

boy in a goldfish pond, and a mysterious whisper to his four-year-old sister.

So when I was in high school, which was wow, probably almost 25 years ago, I had a boyfriend

and we did the usual dates, we'd go to football games, we'd go out to the movies, we'd go out to

dinner, but I remember one day where I went to his house and in the front lawn of his house, just kind of in a pasture, he and his family had started planting fruit trees. They planted apple trees and they were planting pear trees and they were planting peach trees. And he asked me to help.

So on that day, and probably a couple of days later as well, I got to help him take those little

safflings, put him in the earth, cover him up with the earth, keep them safe, and plant them.

And for me at the time, it was just a fun day. I was just enjoying spending time with my boyfriend.

Fast forward, almost 25 years later, I am now married to that boyfriend. And at the time, I had no idea that I was going to marry him.

But what absolutely just brings me to tears sometimes is when I look out the front window of our farmhouse,

we live on the same farm where he grew up.

We actually live in the exact same house where he grew up.

And when I look out our window, I see that orchard right out our front window. And there's

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