Watching the waves.
I really do wish the farm was near a pristine crystal clear mountain lake, but alas not a stitch of water to be found on the farm. Those aren’t the waves I’d like to reference here . The waves that have been on my mind for some time now have been the Matthew 14 waves. My favorite song of late to both play and listen too has been by Hillsong United entitled Oceans (where feet may fail). It is hard for me to not get all wrapped up in it while playing it at the drum kit with Renee and even worse on my car radio.
Matthew 14 ( The Message )
Walking on the Water
22-23 As soon as the meal was finished, he insisted that the disciples get in the boat and go on ahead to the other side while he dismissed the people. With the crowd dispersed, he climbed the mountain so he could be by himself and pray. He stayed there alone, late into the night.
24-26 Meanwhile, the boat was far out to sea when the wind came up against them and they were battered by the waves. At about four o’clock in the morning, Jesus came toward them walking on the water. They were scared out of their wits. “A ghost!” they said, crying out in terror.
27 But Jesus was quick to comfort them. “Courage, it’s me. Don’t be afraid.”
28 Peter, suddenly bold, said, “Master, if it’s really you, call me to come to you on the water.”
29-30 He said, “Come ahead.”
Jumping out of the boat, Peter walked on the water to Jesus. But when he looked down at the waves churning beneath his feet, he lost his nerve and started to sink. He cried, “Master, save me!”
31 Jesus didn’t hesitate. He reached down and grabbed his hand. Then he said, “Faint-heart, what got into you?”
32-33 The two of them climbed into the boat, and the wind died down. The disciples in the boat, having watched the whole thing, worshiped Jesus, saying, “This is it! You are God’s Son for sure!”
The Barry Farm is a manifestation of the waves for my family. This farm has not been a dream of mine that my family has been dragged into. We are united and on the same page with a desire to do this as a family. What exactly do we do? It looks like we are raising humane meat using rotational grazing and an honest approach when you first see and engage our family at the farm. We are thrilled that families get to enjoy a bit of a renaissance back to clean and responsible transparent family agriculture because that is important. But how your farmers view their interaction with the farm is much different. Every day we, together as a family, get a chance to be led onto the water and learn to expand our ability to trust that we will be provided for and be used for good things. As a dad and husband every day I get to wonder deeper onto the waves and practice building faith. Renee and I are grateful for the conversations and lessons the farm lets us practice with our children because many of these times just like peter I sink and have to be bailed out. The point is not a holy perfection of wave walking, it is the repeated vehicle to practice walking with trust and faith. Our kids have seen us fail and get back up and they have seen it over and over and over. They have seen us grow closer and closer as we have greater faith that we are loved no matter what. Renee and I have been able to both teach and demonstrate keeping our sight fixed not on the waves, because they are always going to be there, but on the on a higher goal that never fails us. We farm because we are called to it for many purposes but a little insight to how it affects us I thought was in order. It is refining us to love bigger, trust wider and to learn faith that we are always loved.