A Farmer’s Dying Hope
My father-in-law had a dying hope: That his son wouldn’t have to farm alone.
May I introduce to the man who stepped in to help? May I share with you what it means to us … and what it means to the visiting farmer who harvests with us on this Lee family farm?
I’m telling a story of legacy and purpose over at The High Calling today. I invite you to join us there.
PHOTO: The man who has come to help.
I've told you many times.and I'll tell you again.
You have such a gift.
How you pour into your words….and what you see/share through the lens….is a blessing.
your story at HCB was so incredible.
thank you for sharing it , Jennifer.
I felt the love in that kitchen .
Bouncing over now to check out your story!
So wonderful–such a blessing God has given you to have a father who is willing to come help with the harvest. Such a testimony for your children, and such a precious time for you to have both of your men under one roof.
Simply beautiful.
coming to your house brings me such peace. I love visiting and wandering through your home, pausing here and there to ponder the stories held within. and you never seem to mind that I'm nosing into the past…
thank you for commenting at my place, about planting and blooming. your encouragement means much to me.