The time of harvest has come. Here in southern Illinois at this time of year, pretty much anywhere you go, you see a dusty cloud of a bean harvester, a grain truck being filled with corn, or trucks and tractors on the roads. Everywhere you look, harvest is there.
Our corn, as well as many of the surrounding fields have been harvested. We had the privilege of riding in the combine during part of the harvest. The view from the cab is quite different from that of which we see from the road. It was a great experience. It was exciting to watch the grain pouring into, and filling up, the back of the combine. I’m sure it is very rewarding to the farmer as well.
Over the course of the year, we were able to see first, the ground being prepared, as it has not been farmed for twenty or so years. It was plowed and disced and limed. Then it was planted, and we were all so happy to see the first few sprouts pop up their heads just about two weeks later. The corn grew taller as the days wore on. We waved at the crop duster, and he waved at us. Before we knew it, the corn slowly faded from green to brown. Now harvest is here, and we were kindly offered a ride in the combine.
Seasons change, times come and go, and the Lord reigns over all. The Bible says, in Ecclesiastes 3:1 1-8:
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