Combing the woods behind the old homestead about fifty feet from the back of the house lay an iron bed frame discarded from the house and buried under a pile of leaves. I pondered what sort of story might have been associated with this. Often times we feel that what is buried cannot hurt us, so it lays there. We fail to realize that anything we bury tends to take and develop a root system. In the natural when something takes root the larger the root grows the harder it is to pull it out and get rid of it.
Around the old homestead the grass in the fields had grown so tall that they could no longer be mowed; they needed to be brush hogged. More discoveries were hidden in the fields. One by one we found harrowing tools abandoned and left to rust. 
The harrowing tools were used to work the soil and each one had a purpose. The longer harrowing tool was for superficial work to make the soil lighter and airy. If it is used first the soil can become windblown, tossed to and fro. In contrast the disk harrows can stand in for the plough in very tough country. It can handle stuff like tree stumps and roots and the rocks that are deeper in the soil. The harrowers change the soil structure and make it suitable for seeding and planting.
My mind pondered the scripture in Hosea that says to break up your fallow ground. One of the definitions of fallow ground that I like is land that is idling and crusted over and hardened. Hardness of heart usually occurs from experiencing a heart wrenching experience that almost crushes your soul. You might also be experiencing coldness in a part of your life. In an odd way we want to freeze this memory and bury it. I suppose it represents a sort of death that has occurred to our souls.
Love, Gracie ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grace’s heartrending true life story, Family Secrets, is a gripping page-turner.You will marvel at the way God can turn even the most horrendous tragedies into a victory.
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Another good one Gracie...thanks! Love the pictures of your farm. (:
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