Montana—Little Man tore open the envelope with excitement and curiosity, wondering who from Texas would be sending him a letter in the mail. As he read the words printed on a lined piece of notebook paper, he was soon smiling from ear to ear. It was from a boy he had met in north Texas, at our first stop, and they attended the same church and basketball camp together. They had even had a fun play date.

I reminded him that the Lord provides what we need at just the right time. That very morning, the children had been

Montana—It was unusual to see how much crop was still in the fields in Nebraska, Colorado and beyond as we traveled to north. The late maturity and rains didn’t continue into Montana this season. In fact, prolonged high temperatures sped things up. As a result we needed to hit the ground running upon arrival. This all occurred while part of the crew finished Colorado and joined us a few days later.

Since Little Man and I have been on the road together, this is the first year I haven’t stayed at least one night in Colorado. It was a

The crew just finished up in southeast Colorado where a combination of hail and drought stressed the crop and yields reflected that accordingly. The crew fought several days of wet ground and high moisture in the grain, but once they were able to move they ran hard with their stripper headers.  

We currently have three crews deployed across western Kansas and southeastern Colorado and they have been parked for days due to wet conditions. The storms keep coming and while we were trying so hard to be thankful for this desperately needed moisture, the harvest clock is also ticking loudly in our heads.