I’m ‘Farming and I grow it’ a lesson for all

June 28, 2012

A long time ago, in a wheat field far, far away I was a Peterson brother.   The three boys in the video to the left epitomize more of what it means to be American than any teleprompter could ever hope to relay via your Washington politician.

From the cows, to the wheat, to the hay, to the sunrises and sunsets, I grew up a life blessed like no other.

A life growing up on a Kansas farm. (Except that when I was “growing it” there wasn’t even an internet, let alone some danged contraption called YouTube. All we knew back then was if you wanted something you always wound up at YouDo’s)

They were all the things that not only taught me who I was, but what I now know were truly the only important things in life.

Mom, Dad, Grandpa’s and Grandma’s. Little sis to argue with and little brother to big brother. The good, the bad, the ugly and the God awful, each had a reason, each had its place.

A hay rig for college money, a candy apple red Mustang from the spending money. Eight track tapes and the 81 drive in.

No matter what I thought at the time, the truth is, life doesn’t get any better than that.

According to the last census, there’s 310 million or so of us going about our business today.

Though only a very, very few of you know me personally, I can assure the rest of you, beyond any shadow of a doubt, that growing up, “growing it” taught me more and carried me farther than any college education ever did.

I have always considered myself so blessed to have had the opportunity to grow up a farmer’s son.

For to know the land, to know work, to see that sun set upon the ridge when every muscle aches to no end, to know that your very existence depends upon a partnership between yourself and the good Lord above, is to truly live, heaven on earth.

So while the rest of the country today is debating mandates and contempt hearings, take three minutes and watch what life is truly about.

No matter what the decision, no matter what the votes, take a breath, take a pause, and take a moment to reflect upon what “grows it” for you.

For in the end, in that grand scheme we call humanity, that truly is, all that matters.

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One Response to I’m ‘Farming and I grow it’ a lesson for all

  1. anson burlingame on June 28, 2012 at 7:00 am

    It is about 7:30 AM and I am online awaiting news related to ACA and the contempt vote in the House, as well as what will be said and done in the European economic summit over the next day or so. Those are three huge political events.

    But then I (and my wife who hates to see me spend so much time writing and reading political “stuff”) ask, “So What”.

    Whatever happens today in DC and Europe will not affect my life, today, and probably tomorrow. Bills will still come in, money will go out, I will walk my dogs, read (currently focused on post colonial Africa) and tonight will check out the political furor over whatever happens today, politically.



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