In a year when it’s flooded more times than ever before in the history of our town.
Saying rain is a gift, seems like a stretch.
Roads were washed out in May.
Making travel impossible.
And sending road crews working over time.
Fields that had been seeded. . .now were flooded
And the funny thing was. . .
we were in drought conditions.
Grass wasn’t growing. .. because it was so dry.
Water tables were very low.
And we were concerned.
How do you survive a drought in farming,
when things haven’t been really that great over the past few years?
How does parched land yield a harvest?
How do you continue to trust
when year after year you are faced with;
economic crisis, death, natural disasters, and then a drought?
What waters your soul?
John 4:14 “but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed,
the water I give them
will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”
Funny thing about farming. . . is this is how you roll.
It is never easy.
The work is hard.
Days and nights can be grueling.
Why do you stay in a job that continues to test and try at every corner?
This is why. . .
and this. . .
A different perspective changes your view.
Even when there is drought there are lessons to learn.
And each day dawns with a new hope.
New hope, and new life. . .
(So proud of my boy!)
Adventures that you didn’t even know were headed your way.
(those darn heifers)
And this. . . this is the result of hard work,
of joy, of loss and heartache.
The drought ended.
And it rained and rained and rained.
And we were faced with a different problem.
But I have learned much from my farmer.
Sometimes you really need to remember,
you’re in this for the long haul.
These temporary setbacks
don’t compare with the beauty awaiting.
I press on toward the goal
to win the prize for which God has called me
heavenward in Christ Jesus