Northern Farmer

Easter is winding down here with a fresh blanket of snow on the ground this weekend, its melting ever so slowly but its days are numbered sooner or later as time progresses in the northland. Don’t know what the week will bring around here now that we’re over the Holy Week hump, but what ever happens is OK with me. I’ve been busy these last few days with so many things concerning faith including getting ready for speaking in church this morning. Now I realize that it was only a five minute talk but when a person isn’t used to it I get just a tad bit nervous. Not bad though. Anyway I guess it all went well today, from what I hear anyhow, because funny how that works, I can hardly remember speaking from the pulpit. But I hear tell that it came out smooth and allot of folks said that it was very good.

I spoke , of all things, about the Books of Moses. And funny thing is, it just came to me this morning during chores. So all the preparation that I had done Saturday evening I scrapped for today and went in winging it. No notes, no nothing. And I tell you, it goes a hundred times smoother for me when I have not one thing written down. Don’t know why, it just is. I talked about the drought, (figures, what else do I ever talk about eh), and the similarities of that and the wandering forty years in the wilderness of the children of Israel. Now for any reader that cannot possibly conceive how I could do this, don’t mess your mind up too much, because what I write is not all that important on this blog anyhow. But I spoke about the time from last July till now and how I knew it’d be tough sledding. I also stated how if’n it would have rained on time last summer I might have gotten a big head and figured I was a pretty slick farmer, like I really did something great. But no, month after month it was totally in God’s hands and I spoke about the miracles that He preformed here seeing us through. And I tell you, they were direct interventions from Him that would come one right after another here.

And how this Easter morning He put it in my heart to speak about what He’d all done to lead us through this disaster and how at this present time I felt like Moses and the children of Israel on the east banks of the Jordan River, reviewing what God had done for us, getting ready for the Promised Land overflowing with milk and honey, yes I did! In all truthfulness I loved speaking this morning, because it just flowed, or so they tell me. Speaking about old Moses, speaking about getting ready on the east banks of the Jordan. Speaking about looking across the river at that promised land where the grass was green and the cattle fat! Glory!

The reality of this situation has been we were getting tested, and hard. But when we get tested by God its for our benefit. Its so we can become more like He wants us to be. If we’d always get everything we wanted we wouldn’t be any different then some of those spoiled brats you see around where the parents give the kids everything they want. It produces in all reality, worthless people. Farming is no different, if everything would always go perfect in our eyes it wouldn’t take long and we’d figure that we were in charge, that we were in control. But that’s not reality. We are nothing by ourselves, we totally have to rely on God. Who can stand outside and make it rain in July when there’s not a cloud in the sky for a thousand miles? Who can make their slowly thinning out hair get thickened up again just by willing it? Who can stop their eye site from getting a little out of whack as they grow older? The answer is no one.

So as I kinda get back in the saddle around here from all of these things going on I truly wish EVERY reader here a Blessed Easter! Christ is Risen and us folks here on the east bank of that old river Jordan are getting ready to cross over into a land of green grass and fat cattle in a few weeks, knowing that it was God that seen us through! We’ll never forget!

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