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20

Jul

2015

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Giving a Voice to Agriculture

They are real people with real families, real challenges and real feelings. They care for a baby calf with the same nurture they provide a new son or daughter. They love the land as if it’s a part of them. And they talk to God because they know he’ll be there no matter what.

 

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25

Feb

2015

Why I Farm: Behind The Movement

Born with the Heart of a Farmer

Succession planning. It’s not an easy topic. It’s filled with emotion, making conversations awkward, frustrating, hard, confusing, and exhausting. Until a couple years ago, it was the "elephant" in our family. We all knew it needed to be discussed, but none of us knew how to start the conversation.

If you’ve been following my journey in the Why I Farm movement, then you know my involvement has truly been a blessing – personally and professionally. All of the Why I Farm families challenged me to listen harder, write better, and share more. The Sowers’ family brought me closer to my farm. Marty Marr from MDM Farms made me reflect on the values my parents instilled in me. And Jack Frost helped me find God.

But it’s because of our next Why I Farm family that I found comfort.

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17

Dec

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Farming for a Purpose

I struggled all day. Struggled to capture my thoughts. Struggled to find the right words. And the more I struggled, the more I started to doubt myself.

With my frustration increasing, I slumped back in my chair, closed my eyes, and prayed for a little encouragement. If you’ve been following my journey on the Why I Farm Movement, then you’ll know it’s because of the Movement that I found my faith. While it helped me connect with Him, I’m still learning, searching and trying to figure things out. One thing I do know, you can talk to Him about anything – even writer’s block.

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Dec

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Standing at a Crossroad

Every day at 11:00 a.m. I anxiously wait for my email inbox to increase by one, for the ping of the email landing on home, and the notification to pop up on my screen. Because every day at 11:00 a.m. I receive my daily devotion.

When I began truly finding my faith many months ago (you can read about it here), I added a daily devotion to my routine. And I’ll admit. I don’t get just one. I receive four a day. It might be a bit much for some, but to me, I’m still figuring things out.

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21

Nov

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Farmer Friday: Stories From Three Farm Wives

Since the Why I Farm Movement began in July 2013, we have received hundreds of stories from farmers, farm kids, and farm wives. In each story, these farm families are guided by their faith, committed to their family, and devoted to not only their community, but the world.

This is the first of many posts where I’ll share farm stories from our fans. Today, the stories are from three women who are not just wives, but FARM WIVES.

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5

Nov

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Living a Double Life

Learning is a constant part of life. It keeps our minds energized and our hearts full. With a teacher for my mom and a farmer for my dad, learning at our house was endless. And still to this day, I don’t leave their house without gaining a new piece of knowledge.

With National FFA Convention occurring last week, I couldn’t think of a better topic to discuss – education. Because to me, teaching and farming go hand in hand, especially if your day starts with the sound of a school bell.

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15

Oct

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Therapeutic Thursday

After three days of rain across the Midwest, patience might be wearing thin, especially since we're in the peak of harvest. And, if you're having yields like my dad in central Indiana, it's one of the best harvests he's ever had, and might ever see in his lifetime. But big yields means a slower harvest. Longer lines at the grain terminal. More days in the field. And more time relying on patience. Something that isn't easy for my family.

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Oct

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Wordless Wednesday: A Success Story

Sometimes you just can't seem to find the words. And today, is one of those days, which is why I love Wordless Wednesdays. Plus, I get to feature a photo I captured in the field a few days ago. For me, the lighting was perfect. But it wasn't until after I took the photos that I realized just how beautiful the soybeans looked. Magical even. Or maybe that's just me. Either way, it reminded me of something our Why I Farm farmer, Marty Marr, once said. And I couldn't agree with him more.

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25

Sep

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Safety Counts: Protecting What Matters

It’s National Farm Safety and Health Week. Did you know that? A week dedicated to educating about the importance of farm safety. Because as we all know, farming is one of the most dangerous jobs.

Now that harvest has started, farm safety should be top of mind. Not just for farmers, but for everyone who travels on the road. So, as I was researching Farm Safety Week, I ran across an article from the staff at Successful Farming. Here are a few tips they put together.


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20

Aug

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Through the Lens of Scripture

I became closer to God today. Why? Because of one Indiana farmer who was unconditionally honest. When I started blogging about the Why I Farm movement, I made a promise to you - I would share how this journey has affected me. But what I didn’t realize is just how much my perspective on life would transform.


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6

Aug

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Wordless Wednesday: Time to Dream

A few weeks ago, my aspiring farm dog Pearl and I sat on the deck at my parent’s farm. After a busy week, we both needed a night at the farm to unwind. As I situated myself on the deck, Pearl quickly found her spot of rest in the cool, green grass. Just as the sun started to fall, the wildlife awoke. We listened to the bull frogs tell a love story, watched fish leap out of the water, and occasionally caught ourselves dreaming.

I couldn’t help but wonder what was going through her mind. Was she dreaming about the next dip in the pond? Catching tennis balls? Playing with the other farm dogs? Either way, on that Friday evening, watching the sun set and letting my mind dream was the best part of my day.

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23

Jul

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Passing on a Legacy

A couple weeks ago, my dad and I had what I like to call a father-daughter date. It wasn’t planned. But to me, those are the best kind. With my mom out-of-town and my brother with friends, dad and I were on our own for dinner. Over barbecue sandwiches at Famous Dave’s, we laughed about our day, talked crops, the weather, and my travels. Then on our way back, as we rounded the last turn to the farm dad asked me a question.

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16

Jul

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

4-H Fair is a Family Tradition

For nearly 80 years, my grandfather has been involved with our county 4-H program. Yes, you read that correctly. He's seen almost 80 4-H fairs. After being a 10 year 4-H member, he became a volunteer and club leader when he returned home from serving in World War II. The 4-H program isn't just ingrained in our family, it's part of who we are.

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9

Jul

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Basketball and Farming

Basketball and farming. To some that combination is odd, but to others, they go hand in hand. But I’m not talking about March Madness or cheering on a favorite NBA team. I’m talking about the farmer-rigged basketball hoop attached to the side of a barn, situated on a concrete slab that’s surrounded by gravel.

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24

Jun

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

The Journey Continues

With the windows raised, I could hear every raindrop pelt the earth, every whisper from the wind, and every bird sing a love song. As I looked out the window, I could almost see the wind swirling around my house, charting its way through an obstacle course. Then, as if God just hit a strike at the bowling alley, a crack of thunder and lightning shook the walls.

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12

Jun

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

My Farmer Father

Paint Your Wagon. It’s a movie that stars Lee Marvin and Clint Eastwood. Have you seen it? Part western, part musical, part comedy.  Lee Marvin plays a rugged, ornery, and greedy gold miner who “rescues” Clint Eastwood’s character from a wagon wreck. I’ll warn you, there’s lots of singing. But there's lots of humor. Did you know Clint can sing?

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May

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Wednesday Words of Wisdom

When I moved to Texas in 2007 it was to start my first big girl job. But before leaving my dad gave me a magnet to put on my refrigerator. Since then, that magnet has traveled more than 2,000 miles, calling home to four refrigerators.

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13

May

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Wordless Wednesday: Fun in the Field

My aspiring farm dog, Pearl, and I spent an afternoon in the field. And we had fun. Well, maybe I had fun. She turned into my model for the day.

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May

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

So God Made A Farmer's Wife

Do you remember Paul Harvey’s “So God Made A Farmer” speech? Well, a young woman by the name of Sierra Shea wrote a similar poem in recognition of the farmer’s wife. In honor of Mother’s Day, I wanted to post her poem. And don’t forget that this Sunday, May 11 is Mother’s Day.

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30

Apr

2014

Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Paying it Forward

One by one tears began to form, sprinting down my cheeks as if they were in a marathon. Knowing the tears were endless, I pulled over, rolled my window down, and looked across the open field. The wind grazed across my face, sweeping tears away from the finish line. I sat there for what seemed like an eternity, my heart full of happiness and heartache.

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