Good Dirt

by Charmaine Wilkerson

“Most of the trouble in this world boils down to one person not recognizing the worth of another,” Gramps said.

Willis looked out over the sea, its inky waves visible in the moonlight, and thought of the Scriptures. He imagined the Spirit of God as described in the book of Genesis, hovering over the waters as He brought forth light and land. This must be something like the world that God had generated in those first few days, Willis thought, before He created man to rule over the other creatures of the earth and sea. Before everything went wrong. Surely this was the world that God had intended, for the place Willis had come from was not.