To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven…a time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted. Ecclesiastes 3:2, The Bible
I grew up in Nebraska and I’m a Nebraska girl at heart. Although my ancestors were country doctors, boot makers, lumberyard owners, my Nebraska roots gave me a deep love and respect for the land and farmers.
Prior to moving to Florida, we lived in the midst of Illinois farmland where I felt a part of the planting, sprouting, growing, harvesting seasons and appreciated the farmers I saw working the fields into the night at harvest time.
Tomorrow is National Farmer’s Day and an opportunity to pay tribute to farmers throughout history. I have the utmost respect for our farmers in today’s highly technical, yet labor intensive and unforgiving industry.
Affirmation: I thank farmers who put food on my table.
Coaching request: Take a moment to consider the food in your pantry and refrigerator. Think about what it takes to plant, grow, and harvest the wheat to make your bread. Consider the birthing of calves, gathering of eggs, or feeding of chickens. Consider the back breaking job of picking your lettuce or broccoli. Then, show gratitude.
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