Vast, Rich Exploration

I am a farmer by default. I gain the most pleasure out of planting seeds and watching progression. Taking delight when fruit is bared and stocks tall. Relationships deep in the soil with intent to hold steadfast. Reminding me and others that we may bend, hard, but we will not be destroyed.

God breaks us as easily as we break dried mud on a river bar. And it is satisfying to see it break down and carried away by the wind. Placing it right where The Lord will have it, for safe keeping. Certainly we feel, at times, like blown about dried mud but even Satan can't prevent us from getting to where God needs us most. Placing us ever so carefully a midst this small earth. We are so small, like a grain of sand that even a river bar feels like eternity. Even a small area like this river bar feels like this is all that there is. YET, we have heard of the quenching waters. We have seen glimpses of the reflecting sunlight and cool breeze from places unseen. And it is in this moment we are reminded how small we really are. In each of these moments we are reminded how precious we are in the middle of these vast, rich explorations.