Like every bean on these plants, you are unique, precious and unrepeatable. I heard Father Corapi preach this again today on my daily radio program and it sunk in. I don't know how many times I have heard him say this or even thought it myself but today it sunk in a little better.
Even with cloning there will never be another you or another bean like the ones on these plants. Hard to imagine, isn't it? But is is true and undeniable.
Tonight we went to the Clinton County Corn Festival and you could see it from the littlest baby to the oldest person there. One former student was selling his beautiful art work, others were working at one of the 30 concession stands, tractor pulling or just enjoying the evening. A beautiful evening it is, too, with just a sliver of the moon showing. It looks like rain maybe tomorrow night and it is slowly rolling in.
More farmers are starting harvest each day, running pretty hard on the eastern side of the county and even a few cutting the early beans. Harvest has come as slow as those clouds rolling in tonight. One of dad's saying was you know what the monkey said when he caught his tail in a lawnmower? It won't be long now!
It was nine years ago tomorrow when we had the most beautiful day one can imagine. Everything stood still after the second tower fell.
That day was unique in a way we will never forget in this country, the lives were precious and we pray it won't be repeated.