Down on the Farm

Anyone who owns a farm knows that there is no shortage of work to be done. So, on Tuesday I trekked to Clear Creek Farm to help my dad & my Uncle Ron with some projects.

An old hackberry tree needed to be removed & a couple of others required considerable pruning. Dad had already hired a crew to do the cutting. My job was to help get rid of the limbs, branches and logs.

Lest you think we were idol in between times, we also:

  • Moved cattle to another field
  • Filled the water trough – twice
  • Trimmed bushes
  • Watered the flowers

As my dad drove the tractor, I sat in my usual spot, closed my eyes and remembered all of the times that I rode this same 1962 John Deer 3010 tractor with my beloved Grandpa Ted.

At the end of the day. I looked at my “coworkers” and said “Grandpa & Grandma would be proud of the work we did today.” They both agreed with a nod & a smile.

Grandpa, I can’t believe that you would have been 101 this year. It’s been nearly 13 years since you breathed your last breath and there is still a gapping hole in my life that only you were able to fill. You taught me so much about the value of hard work, spending time with people that you love and about honoring our Heavenly Father.

Listen and hear my voice, Pay attention and hear my words. Does the farmer plow continually to plant seed? Does he continually turn and break up his ground?Does he not level its surface And sow dill and scatter cumin And plant wheat in rows, Barley in its place and rye within its area? For his God instructs and teaches him properly. For dill is not threshed with a threshing sledge, Nor is the cartwheel driven over cumin; But dill is beaten out with a rod, and cumin with a club.Grain for bread is crushed, Indeed, he does not continue to thresh it forever. Because the wheel of his cart and his horses eventually damage it, He does not thresh it longer. This also comes from the Lord of armies, Who has made His counsel wonderful and His wisdom great. – Isaiah 28:23-29 NASB

9 comments

  1. This is wonderful, Barb! I come from farmer stock too, and used to help out around my grandparent’s farm. My favorite thing was checking on the cows with my papaw.

    Given your current fitness level, I bet you weren’t even out of breath dragging around those tree limbs!

    Have a blessed day!

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  2. Awww, I love this Barb, I too was a farmer with my late husband. We had 2,000 head of sheep (wool growers) & crops.
    It was such a wonderful time in my life. We had such fun together working alongside each other, though it was hard work it was a joy none there less.
    Blessings my friend,
    Jennifer

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