Here are excerts from "A Cowboy's Church" by Lee Pitts from his "It's the Pitts" column.
(Daddy) had a view of God's handiwork from the front seat of his pickup (and his tractor), looking out ... at all of God's wondrous creations...He heard God's choir every day. To the lowing of his cows the birds sang alto while bulls sang bass.
You want to talk about faith? Who in the world has more faith than the farmer who plants a seed expecting a grain crop? Or a rancher who depends for his livelihood on the miracle of conception and birth? Who talks to God more on a regular basis than a farmer who regularly prays for rain and a good market? When it rains, or even if it doesn't the farmer is the first to give thanks. It doesn't have to be Thanksgiving for a son of the soil to give thanks for the bountiful crop he produced with God's help.
As a farmer he believed that after his death his body would once again become part of the earth, to be nourished by the soil, ran and sun. To be reborn. To start all over again.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
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