Small Town Nebraska:
Sunday evening = some gorgeous plains scenery
Last week I forgot to tell you about the pump the kids and I picked up for Brad. As you can see, I actually didn’t pick it up myself. Some gentlemen loaded it into my vehicle for me. The pump on Brad’s sprayer trailer was taking 20 minutes to do what it should do in 10; and since Brad doesn’t have time to fix it right now, he just got a new one. Don’t fret about being wasteful, he’ll fix the old one eventually and use it again.
What I’ve Been Thinking:
My grandparents will be moving out of their home soon and into a much smaller space, so they had an auction this week to sell their stuff.
That is my grandpa’s pen collection. As kids we used to spend a lot of time checking to see what pens worked and if there were any duplicates. The person who bought this box at the auction scored big time in my opinion.
If you think that the value of your life is determined by your stuff, then go to an auction of 90 year olds and you will reevaluate. Some things sell for a good amount, but the majority of things sell for $1 a box.
This sweet couple is worth much more than the selling price of their stuff.
“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened. Or what man is there among you who, when his son asks for a loaf, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, he will not give him a snake, will he? If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give what is good to those who ask Him!