It is not that there is not enough food or provision for the new people being born.. it is because some are hoarding things for themselves and not sharing with others. Everyday the farmer goes out to sow seed.... he patiently waits for the rains to bring the harvest in . For all his hard labor to keep others alive in a time of famine.. he is rarely acknowledged. This is a big salute and thank you for all the loving wonderful men who labored in the fields and vineyard to keep other less deserving alive. Thank you for all the times you went out into the rain when you were so sore you could hardly think... all the frustrations you endured out in the weather and on the tractors that kept breaking down at all the wrong times...thank you for all the planning ahead and sowing that you did... thank you for knowing the meaning of the word sacrifice.
We love you and pray for your continued well being.
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