I love the Fall; I particularly love it at Harvest Time in central Illinois. All the farm machinery has been oiled and made ready, and now, it lumbers down country roads heading for the fields for the harvest. Cars, vans and trucks give them the "right of way" without even a toot of their horn; after all, some the these $150,000.00 combines take up the whole road! Today is a perfect Fall Day.
Plenty of sunshine, but also a slight breeze coming across the fields along with the furious dust kicking up behind the machine that is picking off 6-8 rows of corn or soybeans on each round. There is something wonderfully symmetrical about rows of corn and soybeans; the process all transversing along such perfect strait lines...music to my preordained orderly soul. Today, we have our grandchildren with us (4 & 7) and it makes me wonder what those "young eyes" must be thinking as they climb aboard this monster machinery, every bit five times their height. They do not seem to be afraid as their Dad hoists them up the steep steps and places them in the "cab" next to their Uncle Philip for a ride in the "BIG RIG."
Ben (4) is the first to ask his grandfather (Popo) where all the corn is going? "Here, there and everywhere," answers his grandfather. These crops feed the people of the world." What a simple question to jog my thoughts to the magnitude of that question and answer. We help feed the world from our tiny spot here in central Illinois. Wow! And yet, so many go unfed. Such an abundance here in the field, but such hunger here and around the world. We need to do better. Why don't we have a purpose like "no child left behind" to make sure that no child goes hungry. I'm for that; how about you?
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