A farmers life...

Hello Everyone,

I certainly hope you are enjoying the slow progress of spring.

On Sunday morning as we went out to do our chores I realized that the ground was really frozen. I thought maybe I could get out the tractor and get a few more round bales from the field road where we store them. As we walked out there the ground seemed to be hard enough in its frozen grip that we didn't sink in the mud and I thought I could avoid the areas I knew where really wet when I took out the tractor.
As my partner ran to get a couple containers of gas in town I started the tractor, got it warmed up, and backed it out of the barn. As I drove out and down onto the field road all was great and the mud seemed to support the weight of our 2510 John Deere. When I was half way down the drive I went off the the west to avoid a really muddy area I had created on previous trips and in doing so hit some grass that was really wet under the surface but appeared to be solid in ice. All four tires went down into deep mud and I knew I was in trouble. It was at that moment that I had to make a decision as we all do in life. If I go backwards will the going get rougher or will I find my way out of this mess or do I take a risk and venture forward and see if I can find freedom from my dilemma. As I tried to backup I only created more of a rut, which made my situation worse, I had to go forward I had no choice but I was afraid. At that moment I remembered all the times in my own life experience when I found myself in a very similar situation, afraid to go back but equally afraid to move forward.
Whenever those times have presented themselves I have always trusted in myself, and my Divine guidance and moved forward so that is exactly what I did. As I put the tractor into gear I prayed as I have so many times before that I would be OK. I moved forward and instead of hitting more mud I came out of the ruts and hit dry ground, I turned the tractor in the other direction and thanked God for getting me out of this mess. Such is this life of ours.
Blessings, Steven