You Look Like A Farmer!

You look like a farmer

The other day I was told I looked like a farmer. Which is ironic because that day had highs and lows that definitely resembled farming as a whole.

It started like any other day, errands, running to and from preschool, library, extension office, and grocery store. Busy, but doable without being late anywhere (one of my pet peeves). Then the extra things got added on. Good things; necessities; things offered by generous neighbors.

I was on my second trip to town that day, in jeans covered in dirt and manure, with two screeching girls in the back seat of my pick up, tired from a busy day, and picking up chemical.

It was given and received as a compliment. “Elizabeth! You look like a farmer!” My response…”Well, I guess I just do what I gotta do!” So eloquent, I know. Although it was “closing time”, my day was still in full swing.

As I headed to pick up chicken dinner from Reynolds, then rush to the field to unload chemical and then eat in the pickup with my family, that compliment stayed with me.

Ending the busiest part of that day with all the cows getting out and denting up the tailgate of our pickup, definitely made me question the compliment.

But as I thought back over my day, I realized that the ups and downs, the anticipation and worry, the need to lean into the challenge and struggle is so similar to farming and agriculture. We can't control the weather or the commodity prices. We can't control whether a year will be “good” or “bad”.

We just get to make the choice to take the good with the not so good; Determine to make as wise decisions as possible; Take it all one day at a time and just keep moving forward. Enjoy the ride: the extra responsibilities, the stress and the rush and choose to try again tomorrow!

“...do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” ‭‭Matthew‬ ‭6:34‬