Click here to view this article adapted for Connection magazine Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in me will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus (Phi 1:6.) Avocados do not grow in Berlin, Germany, where I currently live, but years ago I lived in southern California where they grew in abundance. Our next-door neighbor had a grove and allowed us to take as many avocados as we wanted. Warm, sun-ripened avocados were the main ingredient for many sandwiches, salads, and, of course, guacamole. Now I have a hard time bringing myself to spend nearly two Euros on one fruit. The other day I found a great bargain: three avocados for two Euros at a little vegetable stand near the bustling subway station. I got them and immediately started dreaming of the guacamole I would make out of them. Guacamole is one of those comfort foods that reminds me of the warm climate in which I grew up, the hot sun that both the avocados and my body so re
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