I’ve been thinking a lot about WHEAT. Maybe that’s because I’m driving a wheat truck in harvest just like I did 30 years ago when I was a kid. Circling back to it was never part of my career plans, but I’m so glad now that I did.
It’s hot, dirty, sweaty work with long days and longer weeks. I’ve done it three years in a row. But this time the work is bitter sweet because I suspect it may be the last time.
At last I’ll be going back to the work I’d done for many years before the economy forced me to make other plans – Recruiting. I’ll finally be back full swing, finding good people to employ for a company in the business of turning wheat into new and useful things.
God seems to have woven my life around wheat. How does a girl ‘made in New Jersey’, get born in Seattle, then adopted to this intersection of Washington, Oregon, and Idaho? And no matter how far away I moved – Chicago, Seattle, Dallas – this land of mountains and rivers and WHEAT pulled me back every single time.
This is not what I had planned; this life woven here around wheat. But it’s a good life in a beautiful land among good people. And I’m grateful for the third opportunity to realize just how good it is.
Perhaps life moves in upward spiraling circles, each turn bringing us back around with a new heightened perspective.
What if God brings us back again and again until we finally see what’s true?
What if what appears to be going backwards, turns out more like a dance around the maypole that finally returns us home to what we love?
In my case that’s a life woven around wheat. Which turns out to be a very good thing.
For the LORD your God is bringing you into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains and springs, flowing forth in valleys and hills; a land of wheat and barley… ~ Deut. 8:7-8
QUESTION: What if going backwards is sometimes the direction we must go in order to find the hidden treasure we overlooked last time around? I hope you’ll share in the comments. I’d love to hear your story.