A lifestyle of learning
Often I am reminded of the difference between living in the real world and the typical lifestyles of our times. It usually expresses itself by the prevalent notion that we can control our own lives. We have incredible power to control so much to suit our wants. We sometimes express surprise, frustration, or complain defiantly when we encounter situations that we can’t control. It has been a healthy reminder to know that we are not meant to control everything. Life on the farm certainly bears that out. Sometimes it really leaves you feeling the pains of failure or serious disappointment. But all in all it brings a sharp focus of how special life actually is. Looking back on growing up here it is clear that this is a place where you witness the miracle of new birth and the pain of death. You see the wonder of health and strength in the crops and the livestock. You take pleasure in the company of such vigor, health and well being. But at the same time you are made aware of your own limitations. Being able to see the life cycles lived out before your eyes and often cradled in your hands is like learning from a timeless Master. Reality comes steeped in truth. Things have a way of pointing one away from the epicenter of self and beyond toward the grander picture of what matters most. It is as if the soil speaks and gives testimony to it’s richness through sacrifices and the design of grander schemes all the while encouraging us to lose ourselves for that which will always matter most.