Hopelessly Devoted

Hopelessly Devoted to Seed Time and Harvest While Watching Farm Commodity Prices.

Ed, my old neighbor, and self-adopted cousin from Saskatchewan has talked to me every week since we moved.  He was grumpy last week that he had to try three times before he reached us. I explained that, we were visiting with our daughter and family, and we had been away watching a stage production of Grease. Our son-in-law is a professional musician, as well as an engineer and was part of the band playing for the musical. Ed remembered the movie with John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John. Ed likes to sing, and he plays his guitar, with some regularity, so he told me that his favorite song from the movie was “Hopeless Devoted to You.” My old neighbor is sure Olivia Newton-John would have been singing it to him if she had been lucky enough to meet him. Ed was deadly serious, so I tried to move on in our discussion.

Ed has his seeding wrapped up and is preparing for spraying as the right conditions present themselves. My old neighbor was appalled to hear that I was cutting lawn and trimming hedges at our daughter’s house. He said that I could have done that at Melville, and not wasted my money moving nearer our daughter who put me to work. Ed wouldn’t believe that I offered to do their yard work because I like to do it. Anyone who likes to cut lawn and trim hedges was weird according to Ed.

I also told Ed that I was devoting myself to staying alive in the busy traffic here. It seems like the whole 85,000 people of Chilliwack are on the streets in cars night or day. The drivers here drive over the speed limit and are deadly determined to dent, and demolish any car with a Saskatchewan license plate. Ed had no sympathy for me as he told me that I needed to step on the gas, open my eyes and drive decisively. In heavy traffic, Ed said that it is survival of the fastest. Before Ed signed off Skype, he said that he will devote himself totally to seed time and harvest and everything in between the two. He said that while I’ll have my nose in a Bible, he will be watching the shifting sand of farm commodity prices.

In the Bible, we learn of a woman who was devoted to trying to find a cure for herself. She had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. We know that she suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet, instead of, getting better she grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, because she thought, ‘If I just touch his clothes, I will receive healing.’ Immediately, her bleeding stopped, and she knew that she experienced healing. Jesus turned around and asked who had touched him. The woman hesitantly came forward and told Jesus why she had touched his cloak. Jesus sent the woman on her way full of peace, free of her suffering. God totally devotes himself to helping anyone who reaches out to him for help.

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Raymond Maher
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