Springtime in Florida means greenery is in full bloom everywhere except my front yard. My poor yard. I’ve never had a green thumb, and when I bought my home, the previous owner clearly hadn’t possessed one either. But I do water. Or God does. But I suppose that to have green grass, one should have something other than weeds in the first place. I digress. This post isn’t about my lost-cause lawn. It’s actually about relationships and commitments in general-and sticking with them. What are you watering? I heard a pastor use this phrase when giving a talk on marriage. He said that there are three phases to marriage: 1)…