One that involves flipping a tractor tire....
Over and over and over....
Then pulling said tire across a field...
And back again....
Taking a sledge hammer overhead and repeatedly pounding on the tire...
Why, you ask?
Because the calling God has for our lives demands us to be strong.
If we are to work in the fields, if we are to grow an abundance of food for the people who need it, then we must be of sturdy stock. We do this everyday, continually growing stronger and stronger, with muscles stretching and growing, our hearts beating faster and faster, the sweat pouring from our brows. We run with purpose. We trudge on with purpose.
We don't know when or where God will open the doors for us to receive the land necessary to grow food to feed the hungry, but we do know that we will be as strong and as fit as we can possibly muster. When I'm not working in the garden, working around the house, or working my job to pay the bills, I'm flipping a tire. AJ thinks it is the most hilarious thing he has ever seen and enjoys his view from his Nana's lap on the John Deere tractor. That little mighty spectator even has his own little bike tire and rubber mallet as he seeks to grow strong like Mama and Daddy.
We hope he will join us in the fields one day, happy to meet the need of others and do the work set out before us.
(Yes, he is quite a cutie, dimples and all)
I've never been this strong before. In fact, I was always the twiggy, frail girl who couldn't do much on her own. I never thought much of myself, nor did I expect much of myself. But now I have big dreams and lofty goals. I know I'm preparing to build the fields that will feed the hungry bellies of those who need it, by the strength of our backs, by the sweat of our brows, by His provision and dream, we will reap a great harvest.
In due time.
