With the northwest wind blowing and nights below freezing it's evident the winter season is knocking at our door. This time of year makes one thankful for the aroma of a cup of coffee in the morning.
When we finished our harvest a month ago and moved on to other jobs the pace of life dropped a notch or two. It was like moving on to the next work load season. This past week when we rebooted and started custom harvesting again we had to get back into the grove. But there is satisfaction in doing our best and helping others. Thanks family and crew. Thanks gals and spouses. I know harvest season makes heart rates go up. Thank you Lord for opportunities to be your hands and feet to others.
Mike heated up his frying oil and we had a catfish fry one noon. Thanks to landlords, Eileen and Buddy, for keeping us supplied in delicious fish. Jan added a corn casserole and several blooming onions.
Tuesday morning we started working on getting combines ready for harvest next year. This is Mark's JD 9770. Thanks to Dean for his experience and supervision.
Thanks for this picture Emily. This is Kurt and Emily's Lane. Emily's grandfather, John. And Karl and Kristin's, Sydnie. This is what family is all about. This is faith in action. We can still be productive. Even those of us in the winter season of out lives.
This story may be controversial. Last Sunday evening Jan and I watched the last episode of season 4 of The Chosen. Dallas Jenkins does an amazing job of showing Mary washing Jesus' feet with very expensive perfume. She didn't know at the time Jesus was soon going to die. It was just a true act of worship. Folks there were offended. This past Sunday morning our church praise team sang, There is a Redeemer. The chorus, "Thank you oh my Father for giving us your Son" was a true worship moment for me. I impulsively raised my hand to Heaven. Do I need to worry about offending people and what folks think when I do? How about what God thinks when I don't? We need seasons of worship. Yes, teaching, and prayer, and offering, and fellowship with others. But more. True adoration and expression for our God.
In Ecclesiastes Solomon talks about life's seasons. He starts chapter 3 with a time to be born and a time to die. Everyone of us have or will experience both. If we accept the gift we celebrate this month, of God sending His Son Jesus, we can celebrate both, living and dying. When I leave earth I hope my family has a going away party with lots of food. 😊
I didn't even get around to the season of generosity. Have a great Thanksgiving week.
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