“Can you imagine hitching your plow to a buffalo and getting him to till your field?” Job 39:10
I grew up on a farm in Iowa. Spring planting time drew excitement from everyone. Even when the folks living in town saw the plows, harrows, and planters in the field they saw that as a sign that winter was finally over.
My parents first used mules and horses to farm with. Eventually the animals were replaced by a little gray Ford tractor. With the tractor and a two-bin planter, the rows became straighter. As the corn or soybeans sprouted through the ground, they resembled an acre-sized quilt with feather stitching in rows as straight as a yardstick.
Sometimes the rows of my life seem a mile long, crooked, and full of detours around boulders, ditches, and deep roots. Proverbs 5:3 reminds me to trust in God—that he will make my paths straight.
Dear Lord, remind me when I begin to worry about my crooked path in life that you will provide all I need. Amen.