DADDY’S MANNA

“Moses gave you manna in the wilderness 40 years.”
Jesus called it Moses’ manna, knowing He provided it.

Daddy gave me pecan manna in the wilderness of Daddy Derangement Syndrome for 36 years so far.
Thank you, Daddy, for your faithfulness planting and grafting these trees 45 years ago, for me to pick up the manna one pecan at a time today.
Only a few this year—greater reflection than ever, greater peace amid failing years of my life, greater picturing Daddy here planting these trees two feet tall in perfectly straight rows, now one foot and more in diameter.

So, THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR SUSTAINING DADDY’S FAITHFULNESS RIGHT WHERE I STAND—I’M GETTING DADDY’S MANNA, YOUR MANNA , OFF THE GROUND.

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Late fall this year, leaves still on pecan trees, can’t see to thrash, pecans falling, crows and squirrel stealing, so I had to come every day for a month to pick up pecans as they fall.

Instead of counting pecans by the pound, this year it’s counting by the pecan.

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Personal reflections here in the pecan orchard—Daddy’s pecan orchard, from which he could never see the fruit.

Finally, peace, amid my wilderness of life.

New reflections and identifying with Daddy’s life, in God’s call on my life, to follow in Daddy’s footsteps.

Accepting unpopularity, like Daddy.

Positive results, rewards, are rare.

Alone, like Daddy.

“A man’s foes will be those of his own household.”

“Be faithful unto death, and I will give you a crown of life.”
Amen !
Indeed !