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Early Harvest

Normally, we would still be waiting to roll out the combine and harvest the wheat.  God had a different plan in mind this year.  We started our wheat harvest in May - MAY!  It really shouldn't make a difference when the harvest begins, except that starting in May conflicts with preparations for VBS.  I haven't felt a part of harvest this year, and that makes me sad.

The last two weeks have had me focused on Bible School - and only Bible School.  Again, in a normal year, this wouldn't be a bad thing.  But, my emotions have been all over the place, the stress has been high, and I have felt like an inadequate mother and wife at times.  Chelan has been extremely patient and understanding during one of his busiest times of the year, and thankfully, rain fell at the right times for him to be home with the kids (maybe not so good for the wheat, but the rain was a huge blessing in so many ways)!  Things also dried up by the time I could be home and he had to cut again - God was looking out for us!

Our theme at VBS this year is "No Matter What - Trust God!"  I'm working on it - it's been a good lesson for me during this busy season.

I did manage to get a few pictures of harvest - not very good, but nonetheless, here they are!
On the way to the field in the Bush Hog.  :)
Playing at the field.
This is on the field we call "Al Stucky" - all of our fields are named
after the original owners - maybe.  I haven't ever really
caught on to how they are all named.

Some wheat is brought home to this grain bin instead of being
taken to the elevator in town.  That means lots of traffic
on our driveway!
This particular day, a BIG storm was rolling in.
Think lots of scrambling and hurrying to get
things in and/or covered before the rain!  Such
a hard-working man!  (He hates that I
took this picture).

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