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Our Granddaughter enjoys the season!
It’s that time of year again that a farmer’s daughter (me) begins to think of all that went into the harvest season for our family. As a child, it was wonderful memories of riding in the beet truck, anxious to see what treats mom had packed in our dinner bags, or listening to the comforting sound of the corn dryer humming all night. But for Dad, it meant a lot of work. He had to get the beans, corn, and sugar beets out of the fields. And he was under some pressure from us kids; he was on a race to finish the job before October 31st. Why? Because then Dad would be able to take us trick or treating!
As I sit in the warmth of my home today, enjoying the seventh snow day in two weeks for our area students, I came across this wintery column I wrote in 2007 for the Bay City Times. I'm choosing to reprint this one for the first blog in my Flashback Friday Series. I hope you enjoy this flashback into our lives and the lesson that God gave me through one of our snow storms eleven years ago.
As we headed into the last of our five son’s graduation parties, many people started watching the weather, and soon texts and comments began coming in…must be a Cramer Party coming up; storms are on the way.
Do you ever look around and say, “wow, life is really hard sometimes?”
For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.
She is tiny. And delicate. Her fragile glass body would smash into a thousand pieces if anyone was to drop her. And to the typical person, this little trinket lady would be fairly worthless. They may see just an ordinary glass trinket. They may not see any value at all in her. They may even go so far as to say that she is an old, useless, dust collector. And yet to me, she is far more than that.
. . . being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. Philippians 1:6
It’s been many years ago now since that visit to the nursing home touched my heart, and yet the lesson it taught and emotion it evoked in me has continued to impact my life.