Potatoes are like youth ministry (ministry in general too), you never know what you've got until after they've grown.
We grow potatoes every year, usually we chop up some sorry white potatoes from the bottom of the potato urn, those, greenish, soft, eyed, and sprouted mess that comes from leaving the potatoes in the dark too long. Chop them into sections, and throw them just under the soil in the garden. Wait until fall, and dig them up. The potatoes will be all around the potato patch.
You never know how many potatoes you'll have until you dig them up. This year we had six plants, from potato sections. They died off, fairly early in the summer, and I figured they wouldn't do much, but to my surprise, I was an hour digging them out. I found that piece of pottery in the upper left corner of the basket. My yard grows pottery fairly well.
Surprise, Surprise.
Even when it doesn't seem like you are making a difference in ministry. Hang in there, the potatoes aren't ready to be dug up.
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