It’s been a rainy, rainy spring. Even for the average Joe around here it’s been pretty depressing. But for the wife of a farmer - a young, plan-filled, ambitious farmer - it’s been especially tough.
As he spoke this winter of what a good year it could be, if everything lined up, I cringed a little. Farming is one career in which, even if you make every single decision correctly, it could still be a complete fail. There are too many things beyond your control that can go wrong. And when you start off with this much rain during seeding time, you remember that it’s not up to you how things turn out.
So, as we talk about fields that may not even be seeded this year, and we wait with anxiety to see if the late-seeded crops can come before frost and snow… we are reminded of how much we need to pray.
After all, it is the Lord Almighty who holds the key to the storehouses of rain and hail, snow and frost. It is our Powerful God who brings the sunshine, and causes each seed to grow. And it is our Loving Father who promises to provide and guide through every circumstance. And no matter what comes we can know that He is Good and Kind, and will bring what’s best, even if the road to what is best is scary, or hard, or nerve-wracking.
So we have a surprising peace. A peace that goes beyond understanding, and frankly might seem a little crazy, given the circumstances. But not so crazy when you know our good God.
- justinetaylor posted this