Living a farm life I’m segregated some from much of the noise and the hustle and bustle. There is peace and solitude for me in the stillness.
I’m ever mindful of my surroundings, always on the lookout for the small, simple pleasures… Like when the quail celebrate a pile of spilled grain or when they find a puddle to drink from, or when a king bird catches a grasshopper.
Maybe it’s when the cotton is pushing through the crust in spring, or watching wheat dancing in the wind.
Maybe it’s watching my grandchildren playing in the yard, or something as simple as seeing ducks swimming on a pond.
Then comes the harvest, the time to gather. The end of a life cycle, one day for all of us.
The remembrance of details from former days are but a fog, but many of those little insignificant moments, they seem to be the ones I remember the most. The beauty of life and of living.
Our days are numbered…
Psalms 90:10 The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
As we get older the realization of time, or the end of our time I should say, becomes more prominent. Anyway, I give it more thought than I use to.
So, I try to avoid obnoxious and cynical people, they just try to drag you down into the mire with them.
I don’t compare myself with others, because it’ll make me bitter, most of the time they are only telling half truths and putting on a facade anyway.
Enjoy what you’ve accomplished, and what you have. But, remember to share those blessings with others and spread happiness.
Keep making plans for the future, and keep on dreaming. Be humble, be helpful and be kind. But at the same time be cautious, because the world is full of crooks and con-men.
But in no way let that blind you from looking for the good in people, and it shouldn’t keep you from well doing.
Be true to yourself, and those around you. Be genuine, the same to one person as you would to any other. Have the human touch.
Soak up the wisdom of the elderly and take advantage of their years of experience. Surrender the nonsense of your youth, and forget about those days, but pass the knowledge you learned from it on. The younger may not readily accept it, but later they will remember it, and you.
Remember, it is a good thing to be righteous, just not self righteous.
Finally, whatever you aspire to do, give it all you got. If you don’t quite fulfill all your dreams,
it’s still a beautiful world, and you at least had dreams to chase.
Strive to be happy, because those little seemingly insignificant moments, they seem to bring me the most smiles.
Life only happens once, so make the most of it.
