In an effort to restore our land to an organic state (no more conventional corn and beans with chemicals), we turned all the land to a hay meadow. To do that, we planted alfalfa and clover. Besides, our bees LOVE it!
Just recently, the men in our family spent 9 days cutting, raking, and baling the hay, some for a friend and then our meadows. There were lots of ‘break-downs’ and repairs needed, as is typical. It is hard, tiring work, and over the years it has played a role in making our boys into men. While it’s certainly not the biggest part, learning to work with diligence plays a very important role.
I must admit ‘doing hay’ is not a favorite of mine :/ I have allergies to pollen, grasses, and especially hay. The allergies can be debilitating and it takes a toll in health and cleaning, but it is part of my life since I am married to a man who loves to be outdoors and work on the land. He is not a farmer, but a businessman; nevertheless, he has never outgrown that desire to get on a tractor and find something to do!
This is something I may never grow to love, but I am learning to be thankful. He has tried hard to keep the dust outside, showering and changing clothes. I am trying to get to where I can do it (from inside our home) with a smile on my face, and more importantly, peace and contentment in my heart.
We did get the hay finished without it getting wet, selling almost all right out of the field. I thank God for His provision and the help that came from neighbors when the first baler broke. And miraculously, the Lord sent an ‘angel’ (we did find out who he was later) to us who knew exactly how to run the second baler! I can say with confidence, “He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.” Isaiah 40: 29
“Do you see a man skilled in his work? He will serve before kings; he will not serve before obscure men.” Proverbs 22: 29
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