‘Enough is as good as a Feast’
I am guilty of using the phrase, “It’s not enough”, all too often in my life. There’s not enough money. There is not enough time. There’s not enough to _______________ (you fill in the blank). We seem to have the mentality that we need an over-abundance of something in order to make it worth our while. When in reality, we need ‘just enough’ to serve our needs.
I am used to dealing with a super abundance of things on the farm. When we plant our garden, we usually have forty or more of any given plants, fifteen or more rows of corn, and a lagniappe row that consists of all the leftovers that wouldn’t fit in the section for which that vegetable was slated. When we can, it can take us all day to just put up tomatoes, and sometimes two or three days, depending on the yield. By the end of the summer, I am screaming, “Enough!”
This year, the garden didn’t do so well. The amount of rain we have had not only caused significant flooding throughout our area, but it also overwatered the plants to the point where they just didn’t produce. Needless to say, it was quiet in our farm kitchen. My friend Kathleen came by to visit early one morning, and she brought with her a bag of peaches. In it there were maybe fifteen of those beautiful orangy globes of pure deliciousness. In most people’s eyes, there were enough to eat, but not quickly enough before some of them spoiled, yet there just wasn’t enough to can. I mean, after all, we usually can two to three flats, right? Wrong. You would be amazed at how well small batches will do.
Randy and I indulged on a couple of the fresh ones, standing at the sink and sinking our teeth into the juicy goodness. The rest? Oh, yes. I peeled, sliced and canned. I may not have had my table covered with jars of bright orange peaches, but I will still be feasting on a few this winter.
It often amazes me how we seem to pass up some of the best things in life because it doesn’t measure up to our definition of enough. A handful of snap beans doesn’t make it worth our while, because it won’t be ‘enough’ for dinner. I say, snap them anyway, and have at least a bite or two. ‘I can’t have that because I don’t have enough money’. My advice is to take a good look at what you want and figure out how to make something similar with what you have on hand, or things you can scavenge. I can’t tell you how many things these hands of mine have created because our money always seems to run short. In the past week, Randy and I have tensed in solemn prayer that he can get the tractors running. He’s in the middle of hay production and one of our tractors has a serious PTO problem. (For those who aren’t familiar with that term, it means Power Take-Off, and it’s what makes the cutter and baler work.) No, we can’t even come close to having enough money to buy a new tractor. And parts aren’t cheap, either. So, to make it through at least this first cutting, Randy borrowed a tractor from Danny, and is steadily running through his mind how he can make at least some of the parts with the scraps and tools he already has around the farm. Knowing the Country Boy, he will succeed, too.
One thing I’ve learned in life is that God always gives us ‘enough’. We may not have excess, but we have what we need, when we need it. Sometimes that comes in material goods, like more tomatoes than we can handle in a single day or in scrap metal and a few tools to make a part. Sometimes the ‘enough’ comes in the package of knowledge and creativity to be able to make what we need. And sometimes, ‘enough’ comes wrapped in the package of a friend who has what we need, or comes bearing gifts of a few summer peaches (Kathleen), or another friend who offers words of encouragement, giving us the faith in ourselves to conquer the world – or at least to help us over this latest hurdle (thank you, Gary Truckey!).
We may not have a lot on this farm, but we always have ‘enough’. And I thank God for providing that enough –whether it’s in three days’ worth of tomatoes, a few peaches, or the friends He has put in our paths to give us courage and determination.
I have a true feast. What about you?