Saturday, February 25, 2006

Praying for an Early Spring and Farmer Noah

Same ole same ole up on Mt Seiberia. The wind is blowing, the snow is driftin', waters froze and the wood seems to burn a lot faster than I'd like. I sit here at the computer with a stack of seed catologs and a bottle of hard cider, yup....I'm praying for an early spring. It been a tough winter, the drought last summer left us very short on feed. We've been buying hay all winter and its really sucked what little profit we make on a 40 cow herd right out of our pockets. All winter I've been mumbling to myself, "we just have to make till grass". We're almost there, almost there. I can just picture the girls all spread out on that fresh green grass, muching away, making cheap milk. I covet the prayers of the saints, its too easy to lose hope sometimes when the everything seems to be stacked against you. Times like these I like to get down my copy of Spurgeon's Farm Sermons. Spurgeon writes, "He must leave his business in the Lord's hands, for who else can be his helper? Faith which is daily tried, and tried all the day long, has a fair opportunity of becoming unusually strong..." It is my prayer that through these trails, my faith becomes stronger. Little Noah has started going to the barn almost every day now. He will turn 2 this Tuesday. He absolutly loves the farm and doesn't miss a chance to go out and do some work. We have been buying corn silage this month. They dump it up stairs and dad puts piles down the hayholes with the bobcat. We feed it all with a shovel. Noah has figured out feed with a man sized shovel. He lays the shovel down and fills it up with his hands. He then walks around and grabs the handle and drags it to the cow he wants to feed and flips it over in front of her. He always tells the cow, "There you go". He takes his job VERY serously and will work at it for a half hour or more. He likes milking with his dad, he hands me towels. He has already mastered the art of squirting milk out of old Freeda's tit and likes to ride Elsie. His other favorite job that he does well with is scraping turds off the floor into the gutter. He has only fell in once. He never cries or asks to go to the house. When he is in the house, he now spends most of his time pretending the couch is his "track-a-door". When asked what he is doing he replies, "Spreadin' Banure". Its such a blessing being able to work with my boys. You know, its hard to worry about money and such when you're working with Noah and John. They do a good job of making me and my dad smile, even on days when things are not going very smooth.


At 2/26/2006 4:38 PM, Anonymous KS Milkmaid said...

Praying here, Scott.

I love to read of your boys helping. It reminds me so much of our little ones. It is a thrill to see them work and enjoy the work.

May God bless you with prosperity this coming spring.

At 2/26/2006 5:30 PM, Blogger TNfarmgirl said...

Praying for you all, for God's blessing on your finances and that He will multiply that hay to last until spring.

I also enjoy reading about your boys - what a wonderfu life you are giving them!


At 2/26/2006 10:09 PM, Blogger Scott Holtzman said...

Grateful to see the way you’re providing for them boys. They'll need to learn of the faith that surpasses even our own limitations. Regards.

At 2/27/2006 12:28 PM, Blogger HomesteadHerbs said...

You've got a great set of boys there!! Aren't they precious!

We'll pray for God's blessing on your finances and for better pastures.

At 2/27/2006 3:34 PM, Blogger Emily said...

Sounds like Noah is your right hand man on the farm, Scott!

Yes, you have the right attitude toward your trials. May the Lord refine you and increase your faith as you rely on Him, and may your children learn from your example.

Praying for your family.....and I hope you got your toilet unfrozen! :)


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