We live in Berrien
County, Michigan, where the primary economic activity is agriculture. Apples,
peaches, cherries, grapes, and many other fruits, plus almost every vegetable
imaginable, and some of the most beautiful flowers you have ever seen are all
grown here by hard-working men and women on the beautiful rolling hills of
Berrien County.
This evening Carol and I
drove home on the St Joseph Valley Parkway and I saw two pickups and a tractor
out in a field working with their lights on. The sun had already set, and it
was still twilight, but dark enough they needed pickup truck headlights to
finish their long day’s work. It reminded me of my growing up days on the farm.
I remember more than a few days like that, when we worked hard and long to get
the work done and then would go home for a late supper, quick bath and longed
for bed, then get up the next day and do it all again.
Farmers, orchardists,
and vine-growers make our world a wonderful place to live. All around the globe
they work in plots of one acre or less, all the way up to plantations with
thousands of acres. We all eat well because of what they do. We drink marvelous
juices and other drinks, and we enjoy the flowers they grow. Thank God for
farmers!
As we passed those folks
working out in the gathering darkness, I said a prayer of thanksgiving for them
and asked God’s blessing on them and all agricultural workers around the globe.
It always amazes me, but it also excites me to
think that in that brief moment of prayer, I was able to unleash blessings
beyond anything I could comprehend. I have no idea how many farmers and agricultural
workers there are in the world, but God does. He knows each one personally—knows
them by name. He gave us this great gift of prayer that enables us to work
together with God to be a blessing to each one even though we cannot even
comprehend how many there are. God bless the farmers!
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