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Gods Miracles

This morning at the table my husband said something that got me to thinking.  He said "You know farming is one occupation God can control.  We go full speed ahead and then God sends the rain and all brakes go on."

That is so true.  Really you could say we are completely depended upon God.  He sends us the rain we need -- the sunshine -- the hot and the cold.  He gives us the lightning and the thunder -- the wind and the calm. 

Have you ever thought about the little seed?  Even in the tiniest seed God has placed a baby plant. At the right exact time and in the right exact environment that little seed cracks open and the little plant pops out of the ground into the sunshine.  Some seeds grow into huge trees --- some into tiny plants.  But it all starts inside that little seed that God made.

A man can make a pond out in the pasture --- or have a creek running through it -- but they both lay useless unless God sends the rain -- or opens the spring deep under the ground that fills them with water.

I guess while we are on the subject I will mention the bug.  I was out in the garden the other day and I felt something in my arm.  I looked down and there was this tiny --- and I mean tiny -- little bug.  It was no better than a pin head.  I wondered --- only God can put inside that tiny creature what is necessary to live.

On our farm we have the privilege to witness the birth of baby calves.  It is really something to think of God once again making that little body and it grows and develops inside its momma.  Once again at the exact time -- there it lays all wet on the ground in front of you.  Momma knows and immediately she is up and licking it and mooing quietly to it.  It starts to respond and trying to get up on its little legs.  We rejoice -- a new life has come to the farm.  Sometimes there is no moving -- no response -- God gives life and He takes away.  We here on the farm have learned to trust.

I just love nature.  It teaches me new lessons every day It is so full of Gods wonders.  From the beautiful rainbow to the tiniest seed to the spring deep in the ground.  This is one of many reasons I love being a farmers wife. 

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