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The long hours of fall harvest for many farmers is over for another year.  Yet, in many Amish fields around here, one can still find corn shocks standing – even after the beginning of a new year.  In fact, the shocks may seem to look out of place with the snow on the ground.  However, they are often left to dry out further before being ground into livestock feed.

Looking at this picture, my mind goes to thoughts of both fall and winter. As I think about this, I’m reminded that there’s a season for everything. In fact, the events and experiences of our lives are often broken up into short segments of time.

These periods overlap as we make transitions throughout life. The combinations of these various seasons may resemble a patchwork quilt.

All of the different experiences and events from our lives helps to define who we are and impacts how we react to different situations. In many instances, these various seasons don’t just affect us, but also others with whom we come into contact.

Nature often has a way of pointing out life lessons.  These corn shocks in a winter field offer another opportunity to reflect on the seasons of life.

Have a great day!  🙂

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens…”  –  Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NIV)

Driving by a field where corn had recently been picked, I found this disk. It was waiting for a team of horses to pull it back and forth across the field.

Sitting there, that disk was a reminder of a couple of truths.

First, there’s a season for everything. Just as there are times to plant and harvest crops, each of us experience seasons – such as when we go to school, work and have families. Inside of these years, are smaller seasons when we’re blessed with different opportunities – things that we may only get a brief chance to experience.

The other truth that emerges from this picture is that most things in life – at least those things that really matter, don’t always come easily. We may have to sow and nurture our opportunities and dreams to see them come to fruition. In the end though, the final outcome isn’t based on just us. While we have a responsibility to work with all of our hearts, God has the final say – knowing what we need to draw us closer to Him.

Even in those quiet moments like we see here, there are still things happening behind the scenes. Sometimes we just have to work at quieting our lives so that we can hear the voice of our Creator more clearly.

Have a great day! 🙂


I found this corn picker and gravity wagon standing in a recently picked field. Older farm equipment like these pieces are common on many small farms near where I live. This set belongs to an Amish farmer, hence the steel spoke wheels.

These pieces are a throwback to an earlier time. They stand in contrast to the large, modern combines and grain carts that are found on many larger farms today.

This corn picker and wagon brings back a couple of memories for me.

When I was growing up, some English (non-Amish) neighbors had tractor-pulled equipment like this. I loved watching as they would pick corn each fall.

I also recall when Dad would draw pictures for me when I was a young child. On several occasions as he was taking message notes at a Sunday evening church service, he would also draw farm scenes for me – to keep my adolescent self quiet. Those pictures often involved barns, tractors and equipment like these pieces.

In many ways, farming has changed over the years. But for many of us, the sight of equipment – whether vintage or modern, brings back wonderful childhood memories.

Have a great day! 🙂

Each season has favorite foods and beverages.  Now that we’re in fall, a snack food that we enjoy at our house is roasted pumpkin seeds.

Here is the recipe that my wife uses.  Hope that you enjoy!

1-1/2 cups raw pumpkin seeds

2 tablespoons melted butter or oil

Salt or seasoning of choice.

Preheat oven to 300 degrees. Clean off any chunks of pumpkin that may still be on the seeds. Toss pumpkin seeds in a bowl with the melted butter or oil and seasoning of your choice. Spread pumpkin seeds in a single layer on a baking sheet. Bake for about 45 minutes, stirring occasionally, until golden brown.

As I write this, we’re in the middle of winter. It was just a few days ago that a storm went through and dumped about eight or nine inches of wet powder. Now, that half of the snow has melted away, it’s lost some of its fresh appeal. 

Alright… using the word “appeal” may be a stretch, because as a truck driver, snow is a “four letter word”. Yet, when I and all my loved ones and friends are safe, fresh powder is nice to see.

Even as I think about that storm, it doesn’t seem like it was too long ago that I was still enjoying the fall foliage. That was a little bit easier this autumn as it was pretty mild, allowing the colorful leaves to hang onto the trees longer.

The barn in this picture is along a backroad that’s a few miles from where I grew up. I had wanted to get a picture of this setting for several weeks. Finally, driving by one day afforded me the opportunity that I had been looking for.

In this early November scene, the leaves are finally starting to fall. Within a few weeks, those trees would be bare for another year. Yet, for the moment they’re holding their own against the autumn wind gusts.

Throughout our lives, we will face many seasons and storms. Yet, there’s one constant. God has promised to never leave us. Further, our Creator has repeatedly proven to always be steadfast and dependable.

Whatever season you may be going through, know that you’re not alone. Call out to God, and allow Him to walk along beside you.

Have a great day! 😀

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Thanksgiving is a time when we remember our blessings. One of the traditional images that many of us have seen is that of cornucopias – filled with the fruits of a successful growing season. By the time that the holiday is held on the fourth Thursday of November, many farmers are done harvesting their crops.

This corncrib full of ears reminds me of a bountiful harvest. It means that livestock will have feed to eat during the upcoming winter.

As I look at this picture, I’m also reminded of how God provides for us. We don’t always readily see His provisions. Yet, God’s blessings are new every morning. You and I can be sure that He will always provide and work things out for our good.

On this day, let’s reflect on all that we have to be thankful for. As we do so, let us also look for ways to share God’s blessings with those in need.

Have a great day! 😀

“Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever.” – Psalm 118:1 (NIV)

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It’s the middle of November, and the majority of the leaves have fallen by now. Yet, there are those stubborn ones that are determined to hang on to the end.

As we approach Thanksgiving, many of the last surviving leaves are beautiful. They seem to pop out against the brown of barren trees.

Looking at these leaves, they remind me that a lot of people are like them. These men and women are hanging on. They may feel that their circumstances are beyond control – and perhaps, without hope.

Yet, these leaves show us that we all need to hang on. In fact, like these trees, new leaves are just a few months away. That foliage reminds me of hope – returning in a new season of life.

Nature is often used by God to display His love. If the Creator can make flowers beautiful and provide for wild animals, He can, and does, care for each one of us.

As the leaves continue to fall, I hope that you’ll enjoy those last colors. Let them be a reminder for each of us to hang on!

Have a great day! 😀

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Each trip offers a chance of a new adventure. Most of the time, we have a destination in mind. But, once in a while you and I may just decide to take a drive and see where we end up.

The rolling hills here, along with the curvy roads, create many unique views. One may never know what to expect over the next hill or around an upcoming turn.

That’s how life is, isn’t it?

We often have our lives mapped out. You and I seem to know where we’re going. Yet, how often does something come along that throws us off course? In fact, we may experience something great – just totally unexpected.

Yet, even in these unplanned moments, we don’t need to worry. Nothing surprises the One who created us. When we trust Him, you and I can be confident that we’re in safe hands.

Let’s enjoy the ride – looking forward to what may next come into view!

Have a great day! 😀

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Backroads have a way of making people slow down. It may be the loose gravel, mud or potholes. That, or a desire to go slower may be because of the scenery that seems to appear only in places that are off of the beaten path.

I’ve always loved these roads – except when they’re covered with snow and ice.  They offer an opportunity to get away from the hustle of the world around us.  Along the way, we’re able to unwind and allow our minds a chance to rest as we enjoy the views that change around every curve and over each hill.

Each season offers unique glimpses of the changing countryside.  But, it’s autumn that I always enjoy the most.  Old farms and falling leaves offer a journey down “Memory Lane” – as I recall stories that my parents and other family members have shared with me over the years.

Along these narrow roads, we’re also allowed to experience the hand of God in new and unique ways.  As we cross over streams, wind our way through woodlands and pass by old buildings and pastures, each new scene allows us a different perspective of the Creator’s handiwork.

The trees will soon lose all of their leaves as the air grows colder. Yet, there’s beauty just out of sight as we travel along on these backroads.

Have a great day! 😀

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“How did you get that picture?”

My father asked that after he first saw this picture. As the son of a milk hauler, he knew this valley well from his childhood.

Growing up, I learned many of these local landmarks and farms from Grandpa, Dad and my uncles. Traveling these roads between home and my grandparents, I learned a lot of these places by the names of the farmers who once lived there – when my grandfather picked up milk cans. In fact, more than four decades later, Dad can still recite the can numbers for some of those farms.

Today, I deliver lumber and building supplies in this area. Most of these farms have changed hands – some several times in the past half century.

Yet, there’s something about traveling the same backroads and country lanes as Grandpa and Dad did years before. Even today, many of those old names are referred to as I talk to Dad or my wife.

We live in a world that seems to be becoming more divisive and fragmented. Yet, these narrow country roads help me have a greater sense of community – and being able to serve those who live nearby.

We all have a responsibility to care for and serve those around us. Let’s look for opportunities to build up our communities!

Have a great day! 😀

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