Articles from the 'Ramblings Of A Redneck Farmer' series
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What the heck is going on?
We used to say “The world is going to hell in a handbasket.” Now I am wondering “What the heck is going on in our part of the state?” It has been a wild couple of weeks out in this part of the state, and I don’t say that in a good way. A double mu...
Everyone needs some encouragement
We are hoarders. Maybe we’re not in the dirty, unlivable sense, but definitely in the keep-everything-because-we-might-use-it-one-day sense. This goes along with old paperwork, especially something with our family’s names on it. We cleaned out a roo...
Grace defined
There are many different definitions of grace in the dictionary. Webster's best defines grace as approval or favor. So, when you take that definition and apply it to the grace that God rains down on us when we believers put our faith in him, it...
Perspective is an easy thing to lose
I had the huge privilege of speaking at the Friends Church in Gate today. I wouldn’t ever make it as a full-time pastor, but I tell ya, I enjoy filling in from time to time and talking about Jesus and his grace and mercy that saved us all. I got to t...
Why did your ancestors choose to settle there?
Do you ever wonder why your ancestors settled where they did? Somewhere around here is an old article out of the Clark County Clipper about my great-great-grandfather, William Little. Now I’ve heard some stories about him that probably shouldn’t be...
Spirited debates on Facebook
Sometimes I have spirited debates with some of my Facebook friends over political and social issues. You who know me are probably saying “DUH” right about now. What you may not know is I only post about 15 percent of what goes through my head. Oth...
Farmers and ranchers are a tough group
I was sure what I was going write about this week. I mean what else could I write about besides the fires? That was until Sunday school when I realized the two topics are more intertwined then one might think. Tuesday, hell was unleashed again on...
Is it spring already?
The elm trees at home are budding out, so spring has officially sprung, right? I don’t know if I believe that 100 percent, but we started some tomato and pepper seeds this weekend and man it felt good. The winter blues seem to drag on sometimes, prob...
A way with words
I am a huge Charles Spurgeon fan. For those who don’t know who I am talking about. Charles Spurgeon was an English Baptist preacher who lived in the last of the 19th century. He was a leader of the conservative movement of the London Baptist C...
A life-changing experience
Around this time of year, I relate this story. Sorry if you have heard it before, but you will hear it again next year as well. God is so good! Feb. 15, 2021, a day I will never forget. Now, almost three years later, that is the day that changed my...
Needing some more compost
We received part of our seed order this past week. Somewhere around 40 varieties of seeds came in from Baker Creek and all of a sudden I realized we don’t have near enough compost and potting soil to cover these seeds, let alone the ones that s...
I loathe winter
The past couple of weeks my attitude went down faster than the gauge on my propane tank. I loathe winter. Well, that isn’t exactly the whole truth. I loathe bad weather during the winter. As much as I despise bad weather in the winter, I a...
The social agenda of 'toxic masculinity'
Since we are again at the start of presidential primaries I wonder if we shouldn’t revisit an article I wrote five years ago. The social agenda against mainstream men who made this country great and continue to do so is an attack upon the very c...
Cold temperatures and a cold heart
I feel like I need to put a disclaimer on about everything I write about because there are always people who think I am talking about them, and they get their knickers in a knot. So, if you didn’t go to church Sunday I am not talking about you. T...
The blessing of a good mother
Mom turned 85 today, Sunday the 7th. We celebrated yesterday and today. I mean you only get to 85 once. I could write page after page about my mom. People call her sweet and precious. They call her a friend and admire her. I am not going to argue...
Seeing a need and offering help
This probably ages me but that is okay. I went through a model car phase when I was a kid. That is probably pretty typical of a boy of 10-13 years of age. I loved Mustangs and Chevelles most. Also when I was a kid we journeyed to Dodge City almost...
Please help me to understand
There are things that happen that I just don’t understand. Who decided square toed boots were cool? I mean really. Who decided Coke and Dr. Pepper was bad for you. Who decided the new body styles on Ford and Chevy and Dodge look good? Who decided c...
Making that final payment
Saturday I took Mom’s final payment on her share of the farm to the bank. I don’t think I can say how big of a deal that is to her and us and would have been to Dad. My great-great-granddad homesteaded the first quarter of the place in the early 190...
Some thoughts about feminists
I wrote this column six years ago, but as the feminist movement crawls to its death today, it is as timely as ever. It is also timely as we spent all afternoon trying to get a little jag of calves in to sell and that sure cut into my fine-tuning time...
That dog will be my downfall
Let me introduce you to my arch nemesis Brix, my red heeler. He undoubtedly will be the downfall of me and maybe even my demise. He is so unlike any heeler I have ever had. He doesn’t want to go feed the cows. He won’t chase cows. In fact, he won...
Counting my blessings this Thanksgiving
We are celebrating my favorite holiday: Thanksgiving. What about Christmas or Easter, you might ask? They are certainly near the top of the list. How could the day we celebrate our Savior’s birth and his ascension to Heaven not be really high on t...
Success has a different meaning
Do you ever wonder why your ancestors settled where they did? Somewhere around here is an old article out of the Clark County Clipper about my great-great-grandfather William Little. Now, I’ve heard some stories about him that probably shouldn’t be...
I needed to see that movie
I had decided once again to write about things going on around the farm. It is a busy time of the year. Once again, God told me to write about something else. It was just as if he was right next to me and said, “I think you should write about this in...