After visiting with the Perennial Pastors we ventured to Jovica parents field to spread seed. I am now “proficient” in planting peas, carrots, spinach, radishes, garlic, and yellow/spring/black onions. I tried to keep track of some of the random thoughts that passed through my mind for your reading enjoyment…
– Where am I supposed to walk? This side is potatoes, we are planting there and I don’t want to fess up that all the dirt looks the same to me…sorry fledgling potatoes I fear I maybe trampling you.
– Pink? Peas have turned my fingers pink? What is the pink stuff around the peas…fertilizer/pesticide? Probably shouldn’t have just rubbed my eyes…
– Can we make a workout out of this? Squat down, stand up, squat down, stand up. Yeah ya can!
– Faith as small as a mustard seed…how small IS a mustard seed because I can barely see the spinach specks, I mean seeds, that I am supposed to be planting 1 – 2 inches apart from one another (Confession, I scattered them. I know that is not what I was told to do but I had already done SO many squats)
– Spider, eew, spider! Ugh, I am so not cut out for insect interactions.
– WHAT, snake? Where? Where is it and which way do I need to run!?! Forget you fledgling potatoes you can fend for yourselves against the snake.
– Jovica you are my hero! (Though I couldn’t bring myself to watch) I am really; really thankful you hacked up the snake with the hoe.
Really? Two weeks to two months, with good rain, before you’ll begin to see growth? Oh, the patience of a farmer! In my instant gratification world I cannot comprehend this…
Or maybe I can. After all don’t I seek to farm daily? To spread the seeds of Gods Word (Luke 8). To call on the “unlimited patience” of Christ as Paul calls it in I Timothy 1:16. To believe the Lords mercy will continue just a little while longer.
Walking in the house for a late, late lunch I noted some “ah ha’s” from my day:
The Lord had blessed me with a more complete understanding of the parable in Luke 8 and I have renewed gratitude for the patience and mercy of my Creator.
