In Sore Need of Bright Courage and Stout Faith

Thy children are fussing again, our Father, and we who are left on this patch of black earth here are in sore need of bright courage and stout faith.

Strengthen us for any struggle, Lord. 

Temper this wind to the lamb that is shorn.

If the crocus bloom, can Johnny-jump-up be far behind?

Make us patient, but well-prepared.

Amen. 

(from the book, The Farmer Gives Thanks; photo by Mission Pilot via unsplash.com)