Being a farm wife is a hectic job. Being married to a farmer often means that I find myself eating meals in a tractor, because that is the only way Brady and I get to sit down together. It also means that there is no "set schedule" and plans often get rearranged, because we are often at the mercy of Mother Nature. Being a farm wife also means that I always kiss my husband when he gets home from work but am very careful not to touch him anywhere else because he is covered in a mixture of oil, diesel, dirt, and hog manure. The farm is where we work, where we live, and where we will one day raise our children. I love the farm and I love being a farm wife, but many women who are in the same position as me do not feel the same way.
I am so thankful to be married to a man who has his priorities straight. It is obvious to everyone who knows Brady that his relationship with Jesus is number 1, his relationship with me is number 2, and his career as a farmer is number 3. Many farm wives find themselves married to a man who has his numbers 2 and 3 flip flopped and number 1 isn't even part of the equation. Having Jesus as head of our household and marriage really helps to make sure everything else stays in its proper order. I have heard first hand from multiple farm wives that they often feel like the farm is the other woman or the mistress in their marriage. This becomes very obvious in those cases when date nights, kids baseball games, and church functions are often missed because the work on a farm is never done.
The farm has been around in Brady's life for a lot longer than I have, and there is a lot of pressure to work hard and manage it well. But it is the best feeling knowing that he cares about me and my best interests before those of the farm. Our marriage is more important than the farm, even during the busy seasons of planting and harvest.
This past weekend Brady and I attended a marriage conference that our church held in Indianapolis. We stayed in a hotel downtown and listened to Rob Rienow impart Godly wisdom to all the married couples. It was a great weekend and I am so thankful that we attended. I expressed my excitement about attending the conference on Facebook and someone commented, "How are you getting him (Brady) away from the field?" I was so happy to reply that even though we were still right in the middle of planting, I have a husband who puts his wife ahead of the farm!
Am I saying things are always sunshine and rainbows? Heck no! Being a farm wife means that sometimes I go to bed alone because Brady is going to be in the field all night. It also means that I have to wash all Brady's work clothes with a splash of bleach to get the smell out and sometimes I accidently ruin my clothes in the process. Being married to a farmer also means that I worry about Brady a lot because farming can be a very dangerous job. Lots of times us spending time together often means we are in a truck, tractor, field, or hog barn. All those things are totally worth it though, because it is so rare for someone to love their career as much as Brady loves farming. He loves the farm so much, but he loves me even more!
I am so thankful to be married to a man who has his priorities straight. It is obvious to everyone who knows Brady that his relationship with Jesus is number 1, his relationship with me is number 2, and his career as a farmer is number 3. Many farm wives find themselves married to a man who has his numbers 2 and 3 flip flopped and number 1 isn't even part of the equation. Having Jesus as head of our household and marriage really helps to make sure everything else stays in its proper order. I have heard first hand from multiple farm wives that they often feel like the farm is the other woman or the mistress in their marriage. This becomes very obvious in those cases when date nights, kids baseball games, and church functions are often missed because the work on a farm is never done.
The farm has been around in Brady's life for a lot longer than I have, and there is a lot of pressure to work hard and manage it well. But it is the best feeling knowing that he cares about me and my best interests before those of the farm. Our marriage is more important than the farm, even during the busy seasons of planting and harvest.
This past weekend Brady and I attended a marriage conference that our church held in Indianapolis. We stayed in a hotel downtown and listened to Rob Rienow impart Godly wisdom to all the married couples. It was a great weekend and I am so thankful that we attended. I expressed my excitement about attending the conference on Facebook and someone commented, "How are you getting him (Brady) away from the field?" I was so happy to reply that even though we were still right in the middle of planting, I have a husband who puts his wife ahead of the farm!
Am I saying things are always sunshine and rainbows? Heck no! Being a farm wife means that sometimes I go to bed alone because Brady is going to be in the field all night. It also means that I have to wash all Brady's work clothes with a splash of bleach to get the smell out and sometimes I accidently ruin my clothes in the process. Being married to a farmer also means that I worry about Brady a lot because farming can be a very dangerous job. Lots of times us spending time together often means we are in a truck, tractor, field, or hog barn. All those things are totally worth it though, because it is so rare for someone to love their career as much as Brady loves farming. He loves the farm so much, but he loves me even more!
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