Every morning as the sun is rising, I walk through the field and pray. I am greeted by the first light of the day. It's like an invitation from the Father to behold His majesty and cling to His promises throughout the day.I see His fingerprints everywhere!
Including in the crop!
Mr. Greenthumb began planting in hopes we would have our first pick of sweet corn for the 4th of July (everybody wants fresh corn then!).
But the weather stayed cool and the corn wasn't growing. Then there was wind that covered the tiny plants with sand. Then finally the heat came...and nearly shocked the weather-beaten plants.
We began to plan for a delay in our first picking, maybe the middle of July at best. We knew all along it wasn't our crop anyway, but His. But we finally came to the place where we really, truly gave it back to Him, relinquishing any claim or right we thought we had, asking only for His guidance and provision. With much prayer, we pushed on, caring for His crop.
And then came tassels. That's a good sign. And then came silks. That's a great sign.
And yesterday Mr. Greenthumb plucked a small ear of corn to gauge the growth...and he estimated the first pick will be ready in 12 days ~ that's the 4th of July, folks!
In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.