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The Seasons of Life

“For every thing there is a season, and a time to every matter under heaven.”

Ecclesiastes 3:1

Ecclesiastes 3 is a well-known passage in the Bible that talks about the seasons of life, beginning with birth to death and everything in between.  Verse 11 says that God has made everything beautiful in its time.

I was born and raised in York, Pennsylvania and from the time I was 10 until I married, lived on a farm.  My school was a one-room school with six grades.  Oh, and the school was one mile from our home and we had to walk that mile to and from school every day – rain or shine!   As my dad would say when he was going to school, “We had to walk a mile to school and it was up-hill both ways!”

There were times when other kids called me “a farmer”!  I hated that.  As I look back on those years on the farm, they were wonderful and I’m proud to have grown up on a farm!  I feel sorry for the young people of today who are enamored with smart phones, tablets, and all kinds of electronic gadgets and games!  They have missed out on so many wonderful opportunities.

I have some old photos of my growing up years on the farm; but the photos that are indelibly imprinted in my mind and heart can never be lost or taken from me.  My sister, two brothers and I, knew what hard work was and I’m sure we complained about having to do so much.  However, now as I look back on those years of working in the beautiful gardens (yes, even in high heels one Sunday afternoon), and helping with threshing wheat, cutting and bringing in the hay, picking and selling strawberries and other vegetables, canning and freezing what we grew, and butchering beef, pork and chicken (butchering was not a fun thing for me!) it was “beautiful in its time.”

Ecclesiastes 3:22 says, “So I saw that there is nothing better than that man should rejoice in his work, for that is his lot.”  Maybe I didn’t rejoice as much as I should have in those days, but I am very grateful my lot was to live and learn so much on the farm.  I feel sorry for my seven grandchildren who have missed out on such a great experience!

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