A REMEMBERAMBLE FOR SATURDAY, APRIL 04, 2026

GOOD MORNING

I would like for this Saturday to be a good one for both of us, yep you and me. I will do my part, may you do yours. A good thing for our area today would be rain, we are closing in on the most important part of farming, and that would be planting! If you don't plant, you can't harvest.

If you plant and the rains don't come, there is no crop. So, as it is dry in our region let us ask that Divine Providence see to our need for rain. Anytime the need for rain and prayers for rain are suggested, I think of what Dr. J. Vernon McGee said, many years ago: "it is all well and good that a Georgia farmer prays for rain, but he might want to do it with a hoe in his hand."

If you love the Lord enough to believe in His power, and you ask for his intervention, why would you not expect His gift of rain, and be ready at the moment to do your part? Speaking of prayer, Donald Atkinson and I were talking about prayer once...one of many such conversations...and I asked him if he thought we should pray over and over for the same thing, in a effort to persuade God to do as we ask.

His answer was, "it is according to what we are praying for, you know when to ask God and then wait, or when to keep at it." His subtle point was to be in touch with God in such a way that you have a feeling for those things. That is a great example of "being led," to let God take the lead, while being ready to follow where He leads us.

Oh, let me add a bit more that I forgot to mention up top concerning the need for rain. In the nineteenth century as our nation was growing west, with new territory that eventually reached the great Pacific Ocean, lands beyond the great prairies and shy of the southwestern deserts, were offered up for settlers to buy and settle.

There were vast areas that were too arid for row crop farming, but could support cattle ranching, but required fifty or sixty acres of grazing land for each cow and calf. Many hardworking families from the east bought lands sight-unseen with promises of lush farm lands of an Eden-like quality. Reality gave most would-be farmers a slap in the face.

Why did so many go west to settle even the semi-arid lands? Well, a big part of it all, was the belief that, "rain would follow the plow!" Folks desirous of a fresh start on western lands wanted to believe and the railroads and the land hucksters, gave them something to believe in. Yessir, they fostered the lie that rain followed the plow.

Meaning as farming went west, and the land was tilled, rains would come as needed, that farming itself inherently fostered rain.

No, sadly, rain did not follow the plow. But heartache did.

The history of this fallen world is replete with stories of men and women who wanted to believe and those who took advantage of their desires.

I cannot imagine how it felt to be a man in the post civil war era who sold the farm in Pennsylvania, Ohio, Illinois, or New York, packed the family and some necessities, and trundled along for months, across thousands of miles, only to find they had been taken for a fool. They say prostitution is the world's oldest profession, maybe so, but I reckon the world's second oldest profession was being their pimp.

Making a dishonest dollar thrills many folks in ways were cannot ken. Oh, did I mention that we need rain? Love y'all...

Numbers 6: 24-26, KJV

we boyz three, babee conway, lil merle, & me