Raining Again

It's raining again!  The ground is so saturated that it will take a long time for it to dry out enough to start planting gardens.  There are some things that need to be planted early March.  The man who farms for a living has incredible faith in God to send the right kind of weather his way.  My dad was a farmer most of his life and we had a garden for as long as he and my mom were alive.  We all need the faith of a farmer, somewhere in the Bible it says that those with the faith the size of a mustard seed could move a mountain. We can all complain about the weather but it won't do any good.  We take what we are sent and do the best we can with it.  To everything there is a season and a purpose under the heavens.  Ours is not to reason why.  I thank God for everyday and every blessing, even the rain.

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