Saturday, May 19, 2012
Son of a farmer boy
Tonight at dinner I couldn't help but smile as I watched my dad share his farming stories for the millionth time. Stories revolved around taking rare and treasured trips to the city with my grandfather, waking up at 4am every day to go take care of livestock, walking hours to school, harvesting vegetables, or hunting small animals.
I've always been supportive of protecting and documenting family history, and was further encouraged to do so upon hearing that my pastor had completed a genogram for his family.
Well, I decided to do the same, and am very glad to have started documenting my family's history.
That point being pushed to the side, I love being the son of my father. He doesn't have many hobbies, and is simplistic in speech and thought. His ideal day would be picking fruit, eating fruit, hiking, and watching a movie. His love language is definitely serving others, and he isn't the greatest at verbal articulation of the love he feels for others. He's the type of guy who will be praying over you when he thinks you're asleep, making sure the house is stocked with all the snacks you like, throwing away the trash in my room, and who will follow through on any request you make...immediately. He's the type of guy who's easily taken advantage of and lives his life in hopes of never burdening anyone. Yes, he doesn't think too deeply or have much academic potential, but his work ethic and integrity are bar none.
As the son of a farmer, and a former farmer himself, he always has random tips about vegetables and fruit to share, as well as the proper way to take care of land. He's imparted so much over the years, that I feel as though I am also a farmer boy at heart. I love the countryside and respect the simple yet incredibly unpredictable nature of farming. This can apply to farming crops, raising livestock, fertilizing the land, and more. With the heart of a farmer, but not in the typical farming environment, what can I farm? Or in other words, what am I raising/cultivating/growing around me? Boy, I am super thankful to be the son of a farmer boy.
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