See, I’m married to just such a man, my own Farmer that God made for me and for my kids. And I have boys and a girl who admire us and want to work just as hard as we do. Paul Harvey’s poem inspired the gift below that I made for my good farmer. (I had a friend help me edit it a little, mounted and framed it and its now hanging on our bedroom wall.)
The story behind the picture is what makes it so great. One morning, as the sun was rising and my husband walked out to start the day. He reached down for his mud-caked boots and saw our three year old’s mud-caked boots sitting right by them. He snapped a picture and sent it to me. So I did what any good wife would do. I turned that special moment into artwork and gave it to him for Christmas that year and attached the poem to the back. That three year old cries “Daddy” when he gets hurt. All of my kids know their daddy is not only very hardworking, but will take the time to wipe away their tears and be there for the most important things- like dinner at the table even if it means he’ll be up an hour later to finish up his work.
Its still harvest season on our farm, so this paragraph really hits home to us.
God said “I need somebody that can shape an ax handle, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire make a harness out of hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And…who, at planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty hour week by Tuesday noon. Then, pain’n from “tractor back”, put in another seventy two hours. So, God made a farmer!
Those of you in Ag understand- a hundred plus hour workweek is the norm during our busiest times. And we still love it!!!