a farmer's daughter

Autumn...
leaves turning
beautiful shades of yellows
oranges and reds
and falling gently with
cool breezes
a time of harvest

farmers and their families out
harvesting the fruits of
spring seed plantings
wives praying for their husband's
safety as they work long hours
with big equipment
lunches out in the field
precious moments
together
trucks filled with grain
traveling to sell
at nearby towns
"Harvest is done!"
seasons to celebrate

my daddy will always be a
farmer...a hard-working
man of the earth...
an innovator
who figures out new and better ways
to work through something that isn't quite
going the best way it could...
a gardener on massive scale...
a lover of seeing things accomplished...
one who cares for God's creation
and makes it grow and produce...

Thank you, Dad, for
teaching me to
never be afraid of getting my hands dirty...
showing me what good, hard work looks like...
modeling for me the importance of leading with work gloves.
You have taught me so very many things,
and although I did not marry a farmer,
I am using so many of those things in my life
as a farmer's daughter and pastor's wife.

seeds are still planted,
seasons still change,
and harvests are seasons of celebration
with LOTS of hard work in between...

thank you, Dad!