I'm GLAD I don't have to make a living farming. Too much hard WORK. Too MANY variables you don't have CONTROL over, like, is it going to rain? All I can say is, god bless the real farmers out there.
Thank you, dear GOD, for this GOOD life and FORGIVE us if we do not love it enough. Thank you for the rain. And for the chance to wake up in three HOURS and go fishing: I thank you for that now, because I won't feel so thankful then.
Only he shakes the HEAVENS and from its treasures TAKES our the winds. He joins the waters and the clouds and produces the RAIN. He does all those THINGS. Only he realizes miracles permanently.
People think that by living on some mountainside in a tent and being frozen to DEATH by freezing rain, they're somehow discovering REALITY, but of course that's just ANOTHERFICTION dreamed up by a TV PRODUCER.