Life on the farm isn’t always a bed of roses, what life is? But this morning was just another reminder of how fortunate I am to be a farmer’s wife.
When I walked outside this morning, the temperature was in the high 60’s, that’s very unusual for this month, which normally is in the high 70’s or low 80’s in the morning. A lot of times the air is dry and humid, but not this morning.
Baxter and I took our walk up and down the driveway, around the fields, lingering to take in the sights: geese on the pond, red-headed woodpeckers snatching the cat’s food, baby pears hanging on the trees, and the wonderful smell of fresh-cut grass, which daughter #4 cut last night. Even the weeds around the flowers were a pleasure to pull out this morning. (wow! Starting to sound a little too mushy 🙂
At any rate, the peacefulness of the morning gave me another occasion to be thankful for my “haves” instead of dwelling on the “have-nots”.
Do you ever do that? Take an inventory of the blessings you have received this side of Heaven, whether big or small.
Here’s a small part of my list:
- knowing Christ as my Kinsmen Redeemer
- having family, both close and faraway, that know me and still love me (some of them even like me)
- the freedoms that we still have here in America