This evening my father came home from a family reunion in Georgia that I was not able to attend, but it has me thinking of the silos I used to see every summer, the quiet open spaces of cotton fields and the color of empty dirt roads. It's easy to imagine the romance of rural life, but what's even easier is to see the simplicity of what matters most, what the land needs, what we need. I immediately thought of Sam and Brady. Sam and Brady are farmers, they even showed us the house they will be living in once they are married, and God willing, they'll raise their family there on that same land Brady grew up on. These grasses will be where their lives begin together, where seeds are sown into their golden harvest. Like any Midwestern farm, the sun dropped quickly over the many acres; and after hearing my dad's stories upon returning from his native state, well... it's one of those moments where you believe more than ever that God didn't just gave us time to fill, or land to use, but He gave us love, and it really does make all the difference.
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