Northern Farmer

I thought I heard a silage chopper in the distance this evening when I was out back checking the pullets that are still in the chicken tractors for a couple more weeks. Someone must be either bagging some silage or else filling a pit or making a pile within a couple miles of this place. I don’t know when we’ll start, but everything is ready to roar! It’ll be very shortly now. The thing that is different is that I now know that it won’t take the long, long time that I thought it would. That newer chopper that made its way to this farm this past weekend just eats that corn right up without a second thought. I can see some big fuel savings in this!
Oh Lord, that settles that! I don’t know, just am a little unsettled tonight here. Nothing the matter or anything like that. Must be the fall like air that gets me going! Gets me going about the farm and gets me going about that old fashioned faith! Now I was just listening to a preaching CD I have about that very subject. That old time faith, the old time praying through till what ever a person was praying about got settled! I don’t do enough of that, even as much as I love the old ways I find myself coming up way short of the old time faith they had years ago. That ain’t going to stop me from pursuing it though.
I ask myself over and over, what did they have that we ain’t? I know I’ve covered this over and over but its one of the main things that keep me going day to day. I have allot more answers than I had three years ago, that’s for sure and I’ve written them over and over. And being there is a strong possibility that I will be preaching more and more in the future out in our little country church and who knows where else I figured this would be a good subject to preach about. That faith that don’t take no for an answer! Now where would a person start? Maybe we should become like little children?? That can turn into anything a person ever would want to preach about when it comes to these matters.
I like simplicity and those Bible verses about becoming like little children are in three of the four Gospels so that must mean that they mean something! I figure when a person is all growed up they figure they’re a little to important to just trust in Jesus. Gotta try and do everything themselves, I know I sure do! And more than likely I fall flat on my face when I do, not to mention all the useless worrying that went with everything along the way. Kids don’t have that problem when they’re young and the Good Book says that we’re supposed to be like them little rascals so I figure there must be something to that.
Yup, keep away from any TV. Don’t hardly listen to the radio except during morning coffee. Don’t subscribe to any papers, or ag papers. Kinda dimwitted as far as world standards go. But I have been noticing, allot, that a person starts to live a much fuller life without all that garbage and distraction. Am I worried about not keeping up with current events? The answer is no. Because the only current event that means anything is what does God currently want us to do. And there’s always something.
Durn, I sure could go for an old fashioned church service tonight, but no such luck at the moment. I’d like some of the old songs being sung with a guitar going, something like “I’m Not Under The Curse” or “Nothing But The Blood”! Throw in some good old fashioned Holy Ghost preaching, some powerful praying and away we go! I’d like to see the little country churches just shaking again! I’d like to see folks just a hollering and a praising like they used too! I’d like to see it go till midnight or beyond! Oh Glory! I’d like to come to a farm yard and hear the folks just a singing some old praise songs!
Who knows, might be these days will start returning to the countryside. Maybe neighbors will start being neighbors again, helping each other out and all. Maybe there’ll be churches all over the countryside again filled with families, instead of mainly old folks. Our own little church is so special to me that I have a hard time even trying to do it justice. Now, the folks ain’t any better than anybody else, we’re all just a bunch of pardoned sinners, but there is something so special there I can’t quite put my finger on it. many, many times it was so close to what I dream of, what my vision is. That old faith, that old way of praying through. I know that it will break out soon, can feel it deep down, no question about that!

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