October always brings our memories and life's to the harvest field. No matter what culture we live in all of us enjoy the time of harvest. Fall is my families favorite time of year. We enjoy the cool evening together, roasting marshmallows over an open flame. The smell of the first fire in the fire place and our traditional trip to the pumpkin patch.
This year as we embarked on a new Pumpkin patch due to our recent move, we found that the harvest was not as plenteous due to a poor year of rain in the region. My kids did not care, we jumped on the trailer pulled by the old ford tractor and off we went to the back field to get ourselves a pumpkin. When we arrived we found that the pumpkins were gone, only a few green ones in the field so we rummaged through a few boxes of imported pumpkins that the farm had to bring in to accommodate the guests, but no matter what we were not leaving without a pumpkin!
John 4:35 "Say not ye, There are yet four months, and then cometh harvest? behold, I say unto you, Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest."