A Farmer’s Story

By Russell Le Masters

There was a farmer named Mister Red who drove a plough. He and Missus Red had three sons Doolittle, Dew and Dewlot. Mr. Red every hopeful tomorrow had services starting with prayer. Almighty Lord, thank you for this new day. Forgive we who are robed in black. Thank thee for your chosen One who is the seed of David. Praise, praise and praise to you alone. Thank you, Sanctuary not made by human hands for allowing us to worship you. In Jesus name Amen. Followed by a familial hymn: I am yours, O Lord, Hearkened to your voice, And it told me to love thee;

But I long to stand in the family of faith, And be drawn nearer to you.

Draw me closer, closer divine Lord, to the cross where you have died;

Draw me closer, closer, closer, divine Lord, To your cherished, bleeding side.

Sanctify me now to your service, Lord, by the act of grace divine;

Allow my essence look up with a steadfast hope, 

And my expressed desire be lost in you.

O the complete joy of a single hour spent before your throne,

when I go down on bended knee in prayer, and with you, my God,

Be intimate as friend with friend!

There are great lengths of grace that I cannot know, until i across the limited sea;

There are depths of delight that i may not reach till i rest in peace with you.

After services was breakfast.  

Meal time:

Holy Lord the Father, Word, Holy Spirit thank thee for this edible supplication, praise, praise, to you alone. In Jesus name Amen.

And then:

After Meal:

Sovereign Provider thank you for this food and drink praise, praise and praise to you alone, Amen.

After breakfast came the chores.

Doolittle took care of the pigs and goats.

Dew took care of the feeder and milking cows.

Dewlot took care of the sheep.

This was a day in life of the Red family.

The End!