Rooted Reflections Ed. 4

Rooted Reflection No. 04
“The Good Kind of Tired”

This week has been full of dust, diesel, sunshine, wind, and the steady hum of harvest in motion.

Every day feels like a race against the clock. The weather shifts, the schedule changes, and yet—somehow—we all fall into rhythm. Meals get made, fields get cut, and trucks keep rolling. I’ve been smoking meats as I go—feeding the crew from the smoker to the cooler and back again—and I have to say, yesterday’s pork butt was perfect. Tonight, we’re serving pulled pork on fresh homemade pretzel buns, and I’m claiming that win.

But as good as the food is, what’s even better is the people.

This season is built on grit and grace. There are long days in the field and long hours in the kitchen. It's the boots on the ground running combines, loading grain, fixing breakdowns—and the steady hands behind the scenes, prepping food, packing coolers, and praying over meals and crews alike.

We are a community—not just of workers, but of helpers. Of neighbors who show up and step in.

Yesterday was proof of that. A nearby fire turned dangerous, and a dear friend and neighbor was injured while helping. He’s now in the hospital, and our prayers are with him and his family. It's a sobering reminder that harvest, while deeply rewarding, can shift in an instant. The work is good—but it's not without risk.

Still, we keep showing up.

Hot. Sweaty. Windblown.
Worn out but never alone.

We show up with lunch coolers and socket wrenches. With homemade desserts and backup parts. We keep going—because that’s what this life calls us to. And when the sun finally sets, and the field glows with a haze of dust, lit by the soft beams of combines and grain carts still humming along… you realize what a privilege it is to be part of something this honest, this hard, and this holy.

"Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up."
—Galatians 6:9

This is the good kind of tired. The kind that reminds you you’re part of something bigger.
A season. A legacy. A community.
And grace shows up in all of it.

Journaling Prompt:
Where have you been faithfully showing up—even when it’s hard or exhausting?
What parts of your life carry both grit and grace?

With Grit & Grace,

Lynda