By the sweat of our brow
As we till and we plow,
To many, what seems a dread,
But God says that those who do not work will not be fed,
We delight in the task that farming demands,
and pray the Lord is satisfied by the work of our hands,
When dust and dirt is our daily scent,
It is time together, that is so well spent!!!
So then neither is he that planteth anything, neither he that watereth;
but God that giveth the increase. 1 Corinthians 3:7 (KJV)
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4 comments:
awww me and julia ♥ it! ur-a poet an didn't know it ( :
We LOVE the poetice streak escaping from deep within. We can't wait to hear more of these custom made poems that describe the vision of your wonderful family just perfectly!
You all have been working very hard and we pray that God richly blesses all of your efforts. We have sure been enjoying the fruits of Uncle Hans' labor as we eat fresh picked produce. There's nothing like it!!
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