We planted tomato plants in the rich soil where we had put all the decaying leaves from seasons past. There were more than enough tomatoes, plenty for canning, and enough to give away.
I see a picture of Father God in this story. Every day He carries us and He does it with great delight. Our Father makes something beautiful even out of the brush heap of our mistakes and wrong turns. When God has brought us through a time of grief, a trial, or a failure, then He uses us to encourage someone else. What was a compost heap, becomes a beautiful garden.
"He makes all things beautiful in His time."