Monday, August 11, 2014

Graycen's Corn.


"Value is not made of money, but a tender balance of expectation and longing."-Barbara Kingsover, Animal, Vegetable, Miracle


The seedlings were bought with some chore money. She decided on corn. Back in the bareness of early spring, those eager little hands pushed the seedlings down into the tilled Earth. With eagerness she checked every day, waiting, wishing, and praying for her corn to grow sturdy and tall. We measured the corn daily against the height of herself, proving it was 'knee high by july'! Then it was waste high, then before our eyes, over the top of her head! The rain and sun was doing it's job.

 Then again, so was she. She loved that corn. She played beside it. She cheered for it. And she couldn't wait to eat it.


       We referred to it as ,"Graycen's corn" and my gosh, has she proved to us it is. With her heart so big and her appetite so ready, we declared over the weekend that this, the second Saturday in August, would be the perfect time to pick her corn.  She asked me, "Mama, will you take lots of pictures of me picking my corn?" Of course, we know that she didn't need to ask.


        After picking four big pieces of corn, she called on her brothers to help with the job of shucking. They were more than happy to help!

 
             And so, on this past Saturday night, while the sun was glowing bright, and the corn was brightly yellow, Graycen invited us into her harvest to do what takes food from just being food, and turning it into a fellowship. She asked us if we would like to share with her, and of course we did. We all declared that this was the best corn we have ever had, the juiciest, and the most delicious!


       "Give and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you." Luke 6:38
 
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