White To Harvest

The wind was strong last night, and as the farmer was harvesting, dust blew wildly. While light diminished on the horizon, the gray skies, along with the strong wind, made it feel as if winter was fast approaching. This morning, we awoke to crisp, blue skies and very cool temperatures. Anna remarked that she thought this might be our coldest fall trip, and I agree.

We might stop to walk at a state park here in Illinois.

Looking to my Savior,
Sarah

Watching…
Capturing it on their phones. The wind and dust were incredible.

“Say not ye, There are yet four months,
and then cometh harvest? behold, I say unto you,
Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields;
for they are white already to harvest.”

John 4:35 

3 thoughts on “White To Harvest”

  1. Hi! Love reading ya’lls blog. I was wondering what small town you were in in IL. My sister lives in Elmwood, so I didn’t know if you were close to that. It’s a very small town as well. Lots of farm areas.
    God Bless and keep serving Him!
    Deanna
    >>>>>>>
    Tampico/Yorktown, IL

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