
Many of the TGNs derive from my memories of growing up on my dad’s rice farm in Hamburg, Arkansas. He too was the son of a rice farmer in Carlisle, Arkansas. Farming during his lifetime changed from mules & horses and huge thrashing machines, to tractors & combines. What did not change was that farming is high risk, hard work, and long hours with Principles that have not changed over the years.
My dad was an incredible farmer. While he never finished high school, I remember highly educated people in agriculture coming out to the farm seeking his wisdom. His fields & his yields always seemed to be better than our neighbors. He had the touch. I remember so many times him walking across the field much like a proud grandfather with his grandchildren in his lap. He loved to farm…It was in his blood.
Farming is a lonely profession. This was the reason I told my dad I could not farm. Years later I surprisinglydiscovered I had been using many of the farming principles that he taught me, in leading & supervising people.
The Bible begins with Adam & Eve on God’s Farm. Throughout the Bible there are many references to farming. Jesus in particular, illustrated the Principle of Seedtime & Harvest. The unavoidable truth in everything is, we will harvest what we plant in our life. “Don’t be misled—you cannot mock the justice of God. You will always harvest what you plant.” Galatians 6:7
Lesson From The Farm: “Laid By”
I couldn’t wait for dad to say the beautiful words, “We are laid by.” It happened from mid-July to mid-August. It’s when the soybeans are too big to cultivate and the rice is weeks away from harvest. In short, it’s when the pressure of time gets a relief. Normally we went fishing, visited relatives and…
Lessons From The Farm: The Farm Shop
Mary & I went home to Hamburg last week for the 4th of July Celebration on the Square. The first place I had to check out was where my dad’s heart was… the farm. Dad called it headquarters. There were no tractors or farm implements present. The huge old oak tree that provided shade on…
Law of the Farm: Responsibility Means Do It Anyway.
Oh, how I identify with this picture. July days in a hot steamy rice field. We always started the day as the sun came up because the rice field was like a sauna in the afternoon. The moisture rising from the flooded field and the scorching sun made it almost unbearable. I remember as I…