Put Our Hand to the Plow
When we put our hand to the plow, we are ready to work.
Years ago farmers ran their plows behind horses or mules. When they put their hand to the plow, they usually had a full day of work.
A few people still prepare their land for planting the old way. However, most farmers today use tractors with bigger plows.
Homeplace on Green River hosts Plow Day each spring. During this festival, people watch farmers plow like they did in the good old days. They see the ground break open, ready for planting.
In the past, when seeds began to grow, farmers had hard rows to hoe. Harvest time meant more work
Most farmers today have easier ways to work. However, farming still means long, hard days.
When we put our hand to the plow, we have hard work ahead.
We may not plow fields. Yet, we face long hours with much to do.
Sometimes we put our hand to the plow for ourselves. Other times we put our hand to the plow for someone else.
Whether farmers or office workers, we can experience the joy of hard work and a job well done. At the end of those long days, most of us are ready to hit the hay.
“Jesus replied, ‘No one who puts a hand to the plow and looks back is fit for service in the kingdom of God.’” (Luke 9:62 NIV).
Thanks to Sarah Borders Creason for the photo from Homeplace on Green River’s 2016 Plow Day.
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