The Farmer Who Waited for Rain
In 2012, Tom Neuhaus nearly lost everything. His family had farmed six hundred acres outside Salina, Kansas, for three generations, and that summer the worst drought in fifty years turned his wheat fields to dust. Neighbors sold their equipment. Some walked away entirely. Tom's wife found him one evening sitting on the tailgate of his truck, staring at cracked earth that should have been green.
He stayed.
Not because he had some secret reserve of optimism, but because he understood something about farming that most people forget — you do not control the rain. You prepare the soil. You plant the seed. You wait. Tom repaired fences that dry summer. He maintained his combine. He read soil reports and planned rotations for a harvest he had no guarantee would come.
The rains returned in October, slow and steady, soaking deep into ground that had been parched for months. The following spring, Tom's winter wheat came in thick and golden, one of his best yields in a decade.
James tells us to be patient like that farmer, waiting for the precious fruit of the earth. The early and latter rains come in the Almighty's timing, not ours. The prophets who spoke in the name of the Lord knew this. They suffered, they endured, and they kept working the soil of faithfulness even when the skies were silent.
Your season of drought is not the final word. The Lord of the harvest has not forgotten your field.
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