when i was growing up, my mother told me never to marry a farmer. and, frankly, i didn't really intend to. but, into my life walked a wonderful man who happened to farm. since the day my mother met travis, she never again mentioned that i should steer clear of farmers, in fact, it's been quite the opposite. :) while there are days that this part time job of my husband's crimps my style, more often than not, i am very thankful that in God's perfect wisdom He paired me with a farmer. there is something wonderful about having such an attachment to the land. there is something gratifying about knowing where the beef in your stew came from. there is something rich about the faith that grows through farming...the seeing firsthand how the good Lord gives and takes away, how a good year for the crops causes you to praise Him and a bad one pushes you to grow.
day 6: so today, i'm thankful for farmers...and especially for the one i call mine.
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